
Wotta heckuva day. Nov. 4 (2017): “4-T-4” Pre-sunrise a.m. on a sattiday: we had to way-kup! & expected (& affirmed to be considered accountable) at a venue in the neighboring town of Fruita, some 16-miles distant, for a 9 a.m. … Continue reading
Wotta heckuva day. Nov. 4 (2017): “4-T-4” Pre-sunrise a.m. on a sattiday: we had to way-kup! & expected (& affirmed to be considered accountable) at a venue in the neighboring town of Fruita, some 16-miles distant, for a 9 a.m. … Continue reading
I’m gonna needa huge-r pillow. (Thatsa lying from “So I married an Ax Murderer” — Mike Myers, anybody?) I called my/our son a coupla/three weaks back and when he answered (uh, a later Thursday afternoon) I right away asked “is … Continue reading