The scene in Charlotte this weekend included closed doors, hushed phone calls, numbers projected on the wall and the white noise of three laptops in a 12x12 unvented space. After years of silence, action resumed in the Think Tank. What was the last subject of the Think Tank . . . was it the Butt Dust Venture? Hmmm, maybe it was the WoodGuys Venture. 
The boys have ditched the girls and are together again, sans Gastonia Geasor, who was very much missed and better make the next meeting. I'm proud to say, this time there were no George Bush skits, none of us was asked to be Cokie Roberts. There were no brushes covered with socks used for microphones, no Michael Jordan-esque dunks, no videos and very limited photography. In fact, we recognized the gravity of this venture when dad slipped behind mom at her vanity, quietly went into his closet and emerged with his laser pointer, taking it back into the Think Tank with him.
Top secret meetings . . . closed blinds. . . laser pointer . . . all this can only mean one thing:
The Boys are Back.
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