It was about time. The scoober was coming to Chicago. I was ecstatic. What made it even better was that scrubber was already in town, and arabella would be joining us en route to be by her man's side. This would be a great meet. wooman and I were in for quite a treat.

I picked up scrubber and we arrived at the restaurant, where wooman and scoobers were waiting. We had a nice meal, great conversation and wonderful company.

After dinner, we headed around the corner on an extremely cold night to Blue Chicago, one of scooby's favorite Chicago blues bars. Willie Kent was playing that night, and scoobers had camera ready to take some photos.

We laughed a while. We talked a while. Finally, poor jetlagged arabella arrived, baggage in tow. We quickly got her a drink to relax her. It wasn't long before she was giggling with the rest of us.

The band was fantastic. A female singer had joined them, and she was simply phenomenal.

Unfortunately, wooman had to take her leave of us, as she's not much of a late-nighter. We bid her a very fond adieu and continued on 'til the wee hours of the morning. By the end of the night, ara was quite toasted and got out and danced and sang with the band to the delight of all in attendance.

The night ended with ara falling to the ground, scrubber in arms, outside the club. We said our goodbyes with lots of hugs and went our separate ways. I'm delighted that I got to meet these three wonderful people.

Beware the mighty Orbs!