What a Long, Strange Night

When you go to the Cub Convention, you never know who you are going to run into. Knowing that, the convention was avoided and Kitty O'Sheas was the only place we frequented.

While we were there, in walked Len Kasper. And sat down with us for an hour and a half. Len asked for a coke because he was exhausted. The bartender gave him a pint. He drank two of them.

And for being such a mensch, what does he get? His face plasted on the internet with a bunch of drunkards.

At least with the picture posted on this site, he can be confident no one will ever see it.