You still have a chance to meet my “Colorful Women.” click here. So, yeah, I think you should… Sure, maybe you missed the opening reception, on that freezing First Thursday in February, missed the music by Jon Dee and myself, the murder ballads & blues, the lurid commentary, the crazy non-sequiturs that we musician cats specialize in. You missed the bleu cheese tacos, the proscuitto-wrapped oysters, the vodka marinated kale, the rare single malt whisky we were pouring by the bucket full. You missed it. This is your chance to redeem your hipness quotient. Don’t say we didn’t give you a second chance. Cheers!