Soooooo......

[flippyshark]

On the cologne topic, I particularly hate it when I'm eating in a cafe and a group of heavily-doused dudes takes a table near mine. The scent is so thick, I can actually taste it. Not an exaggeration. Even after I leave, I can taste that horrific stench on my tongue. (And, in my quaint Mayberry-esque town of Winter Garden, I sometimes have the same experience with sweet little old ladies who, I presume, have diminished olfactory senses, and douse themselves with nearly as much perfume in compensation.)

JWB - Did the crowd respond well to Melissa Manchester's parenthetical solos, or did they seem non-plussed? It does sound like a strange experience.