Uh, oh....busted!
I've been trying to keep my presence in DC a secret so I can hunt Mudcats without being caught. I met Charlie Baum, Bill D and Ferrara, Songbob, and a few irregular participants. Hope to meet a few more before I'm done. The singing here in DC is wonderful. The people are darn wonderful, too. I feel a bit out of my league, but the people here are very nice about it when I sing my camp songs. Even crotchety old Bill D sang along lustily when I sang "Don't Fence Me In." I think his bark is worse than his bite.
-Joe Offer, who finally found a library Internet terminal near the Metro-