Okay folks. Today was the day!

And so, in the immortal words of Otis P. Driftwood (Groucho Marx):

"Let joy be unconfined. Let there be dancing in the streets, drinking in the saloons, and necking in the parlor!"

(so, who had their bet down for the 30th?...And who then owes me 90% of the take here, huuuuuh?!)

Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)