... for a successful defense. And excellent taste in celebratory beer.
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I thought that I'd take myself out for a celebratory drink tonight, so here I am, lighting fires in my beer. It's a good thing I am not drinking scotch: I might burn the place down doing this. Well, there is still time to address this oversight, I suppose.
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Not very satisfying weather for a gastropod hunter.
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It was indeed excellent beer. And Ken is going to make everyone call him "Dr." for at least the next month, so thanks for that. :-)