As many years as I've been in this area, I'd never been to the Commodore until tonight. I felt a bit like a mobbed-up guy swaggering down to my table up front, tossing a sawbuck to the cigarette girl after discreetly leaning over to one of my henchmen and asking him what a sawbuck was. Can ordinary people have henchmen? Because I could sure use a couple. It would be so cool to walk into Fairgrounds Coffee with a couple of henchmen, have one of them sweep some cups onto the floor and say "See how easy it is for accidents to happen, Elliott?" And then Elliott would give me a free cup of coffee to insure I didn't burn the place to the ground. Score!