Well SportsJournalists.com nation, good fortune is smiling on boots. If you'd recall, my neighbor left town to take a very nice job in a new city. Well, her replacement is two-years younger than she was, much firmer and extremely friendly. She actually gave me a call at the office and wanted to know if we could meet for a couple of drinks at happy hour (between 5 and 7 p.m.) I plan on going but gang, AM I DOING THE RIGHT THING?