It’s late and the usual Frankly speaking post, where I complain about the weather and my 15-year-old truck will not happen. About 11 p.m., the Dark Lord Day attendees returned to the nest to tell stories of wonder and beer. And use the bathroom.
I asked for pictures and received them. Sometime tomorrow afternoon, I’ll throw together the images into a post and give my second hand report on Dark Lord Day. Stay tuned.