>Everything was chill as usual at Stefan’s. The band played for a while, at least until it got late. I had left right from work to get there in time. The keg of steel rail ale was already flowing as were the red headed sluts, but people were still getting there so all was good. A very nice evening with the usual peeps – stretched until early morning. It was a blast — and Caitlin and Danielle get the prize for best present (no one really brought anything, but they made him up a goodie back of party hats, a…