I'm off

[Doug Brewer]

boy, now =there= is a straight line...

Couple things:

I had the extreme good fortune to receive a visit from the currently 
hobbled E Reed, late of the PDML, and her entourage, including spouse 
and two exceptional offspring. It was truly an honor for me.

It is possibly true that young Mrs. Reed was overcome at the sight of 
the actual computer where I compose many of my bon mots and general non 
sequiters , as well as perform much chicken-waving. Or it may simply 
have been the stupendous amount of mess spread about the office that 
made her swoon.

I'm out of here, gang. Off to the mtns of North Georgia to take part in 
the annual game of guess-the-neice-or-nephew's-name so you can tell it 
to move from in front of the television. Ah, Thanksgiving.

Be good. Take pictures.