There is something about having just the right amount of alcohol that makes you sleep like a baby and awaken as fresh as a lily.

Before anyone can go AA on my ass, let me remind you folks that it was my first SNB in a loong loooong time...Maybe Cypher remembers the days when Singh, Sendu, Srivats and I used to sit and bash the churlish church going junta that food-courted after their saturday mass. It was a veritable fashion parade of sorts, I mean, accurate to the last detail, even gender identification could be ascertained only on visual and auditory input receipt, because all of them would be talking like middle-aged housewives.