Weather: Another fricken gentle rain coming down
Trail Conditions: No Dust
Loss for words again here, not much going on, except for Miller sneaking into town stealing kids lunch money that is. You’d have to know Miller as many of you do.
House hunting for Mom was a bust, I thought we were going to put a deal together but it just didn’t happen. Gonna suck for sure when she heads back to Indiana. For now I am going to head to Duluth so she can spend some time with brother Mark.
There was a little old lady standing at a corner. She had
both hands holding her hat on while the wind blew her dress up around her
waist.
A dignified southern gentleman came up and said, “Ma’am, you
should be ashamed of yourself, letting your skirt blow around, being indecent, while
both hands hold your hat.”
She said, “Look mister,
everything down there is seventy years old; this hat is brand new!”
