I Can Feel the Idiot Octopus Slipping Through My Fingers

In response to the oversight that allowed news of The Fifth Element to nearly evade me (I caught late news of it through Bruce), I must assume that I have been negligent in my Octupital responsibilities and have allowed my official I/O membership to lapse. To re-activate my secret decoder ring, I wish to propose a group event. Perhaps Monday? Perhaps a barbecue?