…house is still a mess, story of my life. Think I’ll crank out this post and then tidy up a bit. Marty won’t be here for another four hours. You’d think I could do alot in four hours, and maybe I will, but I can’t make any promises. Just sent Ivan off for a weekend trip with his friend William, William’s dad, William’s little sister and her friend. They’re going to the cabin that William’s great grandfather built in the 1930’s, down near San Luis Obispo. Long drive, five-plus hours, 110 acres, year round stream, swimming hole, fishing. Kinda wish I were going.
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