Well, don't feel bad. I didn't make it either. We got a call from Joan's brother and had to leave Harrisburg to take care of a problem. All is now well. But, we were able to hit two other local pubs. Ceolta's. If you like blues you will like Ceolta's. Had a couple of cooly colas in there and walked to Molly Branigan's. There is where we had a good time. Halfway between the two bars, I was stopped by a "Lady" and asked if I would flip up the kilt. I tried to show her that I was wearing a police badge for my kilt pin. In the meantime, her buddy came up behind me and raised the kilt. I never saw her and still wish I could have grabbed her. I was buzzed and just kinda let it go. But when I think about it, It really p@#$es me off that I didn't grab her and give her the lecture. I still want to go back to Harrisburg, and I hope I meet her again. Maybe this time I won't be so poopyfaced. :beer: