Anyone breaks into song, I start shooting.

So, Chicago won the bid for C10. Cavalorn, the magnificent bastard he is, already has just about every hot english-speaking woman creaming themselves over him and his blasted leather pants, the piratical ponce.

So, May 7-9, 2004. That may even be enough time to save up pennies for one last hurrah with the online multitudes before permanently eddying off into our spiraling circles of closer friends.