Janet and I are headed up North to visit our parents tomorrow, and activity here will be sporradic/incomprehensible at best. I’ll save you the lame excuses about how busy I’ve been, what the blood test results were, my kidnapping by harbor pirates – and just say that as we approach the 1 year anniversary of Pye In The Face, I am enjoying it more than ever. I will return from the homeland with a huge new gallery of funny photos, plenty of new writing material and no doubt some sort of outhouse-induced skin infection. Bear with me during my Chappelle-esque wilderness sebbatical. And someone please remember to feed Boss.
If You Go Down In The Woods Today.
Oh My Garsh – No Quizlett!
Sorry Charlie. I’ve been building deck stairs, mowing our “lawn” which more closely resembles the surface of the moon, and taking the odd boat ride. Kickin’ it on 56K dial-up. Coming back early (tomorrow). So don’t get your barbed-wire thong in a knot.