The après-draw conversation covered the usual predictable potpourri of topicss from quantum computers to unicorn butts (yawn), until it dawned on us that tonight we had but one female in the crowd and we all focused our efforts on causing her to grimace in grown-up pain, which resulted in some absolutely terrific blog quotes. Sadly, though, I was given several warnings through clenched teeth not to repeat this or that wonderfully foul anecdote on pain of smiting, so there will be no mention of anything untoward in this entry. I have to say, though, that the thought of several loose-tongued drawers sweating out this blog post is reward enough.