When I crossed the Canadian Border at the Soo Locks and headed into enemy territory last Thursday afternoon, I popped in one of my OSUMB CD's. Driving alone across that State Up North, and heading for home and then the Horseshoe, I cranked up the volume on Across The Field, Buckeye Battle Cry, and Carmen Ohio. I am sure the people with the blue license plates wondered who that idiot was, singing to himself in a grey SUV with red O on license plate. But what would they know...after all it had been two thousand, one hundred, twenty-one days (and counting) since...