I imagine Michelle, Abe, Casey, Erin, etcetera, had a great old time at the Slippery Pig Me? Less so, since, like a dummy, I went to the Brass Kraken. 

Just got your letter. Thank you but I’m afraid I must get all weird on you.

---Early March---

Dano’s Pump Truck Man,

Taking so much of our cash.

You don’t fix, just suck

The time/place: The Friday afternoon Hardy Zoom call.

The Participants: G’Pa Larry, The Hardy Brothers, and Nieces Lia (in Denver) and Ursula (in London with her English fiancé Tom.)

Yesterday, while listening to the wonderful language podcast, “Lexicon Valley”, I learned the following shocking fact.

Father: Enters Family Room. Sees the couches are free. Sits down and reaches for his blanket. (It’s more a psychological comfort than a physical need. The thermostat doesn’t care if there is a foot of snow outside.) He then notices his son’s much nicer blanket sitting unattended. With an evil grin, he grabs that blanket and spends 10 seconds tucking himself in just right.