Gretchen made her world-famous cod for a group of us – Jake, Lori, Chey, Hoopty, and myself. I finally found out what “CFP” means – and no, I'm not going to tell you what it is. Guess! Levis! Osh Kosh! Jordache! Lee! It has nothing to do with pants. Seriously – absolutely nothing. We've been reliving Gnomedex 2002; seems that everybody had a great time. And yes, we've talked about what we want to do for 2003. It'll be different, but different (in this case) is good. It's not going to happen tomorrow, though. Tomorrow, G says that we're going out with Robert, Dave, and a handful of other popular folks. We're headed to Barney's, since the Squat & Gobble kicked my wife out for lewd behavior.