John writes back, "You mean tonight??"
No answer. So the three of us assume it was last night and, sure enough, we get a call at 9 pm. Jet had a late nap, so he's still up anyway, so Dave comes by and Bob makes it just a little earlier than Dave. And we have a blast just sitting around, drinking beers and root beer for Jet and I and talking and laughing. It was good.
We gotta do more social things, I think. Jet had fun and went softly to sleep, without a struggle, at 11, when the guys went out into the garage to talk about project cars. Hee. That was good.