Here we are again. There's a large downtown block party where I live tonight, and I have been signed up by the kinda-sorta to cook for her friend's party-within-the-block party thingie. She bought me a case of Coors Light and a handle of Old Charter to persuade me. She's nice. Well, I guess playing with those things is one way to get over my fantasy draft hangover. But anyways, lets get after it.