October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month and I do encourage you women to stop procrastinating and schedule that mammogram.  So will I.  A few years back my cousin, Kelly, lost her several year battle with breast cancer.  She left behind a then 9 year-old son and a big hole in our hearts and lives.  Kelly was a born-again Christian, though, and I look forward to laughing with her in Heaven.

Even with such a serious concern as breast cancer, I can't help but get a giggle over some of the October events on the schedule in Austin.  One of which is a "Mammogram Mixer." 

Now, tell me that doesn't sound like a wild girls' night out!  What woman wouldn't look forward to spending a couple of hours sharing drinks, a buffet laden with antioxidants and the chance to have your "girls" squashed between two cold steel plates?  

At the risk of dating myself, do you remember that old SNL skit, back in the days of Jane Curtain and Gilda Radner, where alien women had evolved to having eyeballs instead of nipples?  That's the image in my mind when I think of a Mammogram Mixer.  "Hey, girls, allow me to introduce my girls." 

I'd better go register.  It's BYOB, that is, Bring Your Own Boobs; bras optional.