I know that not many frequent here as once did but we're all getting older and sometimes memories fade. I don't want Captain or Tony or Conine or Fido to become a faceless name of vague recollections. Here they're preserved in perpetuity as long as these doors are open and I for one want to keep it that way even if I have to foot the bill by myself. This place has been and still is a source of camaraderie to me. After all, we are an island of misfits.
Speaking of which, Kribbs you might want to put together a list of instructions and need to know stuff to pass along in the case of your untimely demise at the hand of an enraged Lynn or a clowder of starving cats