I've known Paul since sixth grade. I've always thought that the congruence of our lives on a Monday night in a Confraternity class in St. Joseph School was bubbling with irony. Saints, or anything close to that, we ain't, but we do make up two of the three 'apostles' in a pretty tight group of three life long pals. Last evening, after toasting with wine on their Scarborough, breezy deck Paul, Bonnie, Elenka and the Birdman headed to Cape Porpoise for an night of laughter and frivolity with best friends. We settled on The Ramp, the bar below the restaurant Pier 77, and it was a fine choice. Although packed tight, we lucked out and got a small back room all to ourselves. We sat on soda counter swivel seats at a small bar for four that looked out on the water and surrounding harbor. The room was filled with Boston sports trivia including two classic photos: Ted Williams first at bat as a Sox and the signing of a VERY young Bill Russell without his ever present goatee. My 'favorite sports fan', Elenka, pointed this fact of that second photo out to me. I ordered the Fried Clams, when Elenka wasn't looking, and it turned out a delicious choice! Not sure, but I think crediting her with IDing the Celtic great, William Felton Russell, got me an entree of fried clams without rolling eyes or a complaint. Pretty good planning, huh! *photo shot through screened window.