Dunno what it is. Perhaps it's the creeping chill, the grey October skies, or even the post Eatocracy Week letdown when we realize we're not going to hear our site's name uttered in the dulcet tones of Ali Velshi, TJ Holmes and Don Lemon several times daily.
Whatever the root cause, we're in a bit of a mood this week. Monday, we polled our reading public on restaurant flaws they just can't stomach. Yesterday, it was irksome grocery store shoppers. Today - it's party poopers.
We like to fancy ourselves dandy party guests. We arrive with a host gift, offer to help during and with clean-up, mix and mingle with all manner of people and manage to remain reasonably tippled (when appropriate) while never actually toppling. Frankly, most folks know when to say "Whooooo!" but it just takes one bad guest to make the whole event a big ol' "Whoops!"
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