You know it's a great night when

I would have been completely content with my evening after having a great dinner with my friend Fred (in town on a consulting gig). But it was elevated to being a great night when I saw two men jousting in the middle of the street with metal crutches. One of them (who had no shirt on, in the rain) answered the question "Who do you think you are" with "I'm Bill Simmons, b**ch!"