Well. Here I am, sitting at my day-job desk, getting ready to leave for the day (a bit early) and head upstate for Nena’s bridal shower, which is Saturday. Don’t worry, it’s not a surprise. Tomorrow, our day is filled with meetings…with the florist, with the caterer, with the tux shop…even one with the pastors performing the ceremony. Saturday, instead of hanging around during the estrogen-filled gift-giving festival…I’m heading to Cooperstown with whatever guys are around and up for it to check out the Baseball Hall of Fame and maybe a Belgian-style brewery up there. I have to admit…even though…