My father went down south for his annual Winter golf get away so I decided to have dinner with Mom. On the drive out it occurs to me that there are plenty of things that I could write about that though pales in comparison to some of the other blogs out there, nevertheless they are worthy to be sure. I'll have to start doing a much better job about reporting in when the good stories do occur. Like for example the straight boy that I picked up at the Weal Inn...
But you know it's late so...
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