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Once again stellar numbers so B-I-N-G-O. Time for an entry and a report from the edge of the cloud.

OMG, IS IT REALLY YOU AND ARE YOU BACK ?

Hey Honey. Did you MISS me ?

OH YES. LIKE A BLISTER AND I RELOADED AS QUICKLY AS I COULD …

I see you haven’t lost your sense of humor which is good but the gun reference is what … slightly alarming (?).

DON’T WORRY. IN YOUR CASE I WOULD ALWAYS AIM HIGH. SO FILL US IN POR FAVOR.

Thank God and Praise Jesus …

Just an FYI, since the gap and under the circumstances, this could be a rather lengthy report so take that extra no-doze now if you expect to nod out.

SO WHAT’S BEEN HAPPENING? WE THINK YOU COULD GO BACK TO THE TRIP OUT EAST AFTER THANKSGIVING …

Ha-ha, tea-he.

Not THAT much time I’m afraid Emma.

Roadie got the machine back and right away I had to pay some bills and check finances as that is one critical operation that does NOT get ‘co-mingled’ with or even played with on the ‘smart-phone’ due to security issues.

Yesterday I thought I was in need of a head examination. I signed up to do a show at the Farmers Market in McK and the weather in the early morning hours was … insane. It did warm up but at 6:30 am it was very cold, let’s say 2 or 3 C and very dark. The flannel sheets were warm and very comfortable.

But I pressed forward and persevered and when it was all over, it was worth it.

The sun rose and eventually it got a bit warmer, traffic picked up and prospectors turned into bona fide customers. Joy was there with her sister and her Mother which provided an awkward moment.

Or two.

OH BOY … TELL US THAT ONE.

It MIGHT be painful but here goes nothing.

Sorry for the interruption. It is Sunday morning and the breakfast skillet was seconds away from smoking so I had to address THAT issue before I dived into the story.

So after the show I quickly tore down and packed up heading for a reception for an artist friend at the Martin Place.

WAIT A MINUTE !! YOU SIMPLY CANNOT START ANOTHER STORY BEFORE YOU EVEN STARTED THE PREVIOUS ONE !!

Oh yeah?

Watch me. THIS IS my vehicle, I BUY the gas, pay for the upkeep and insurance so I have decided to move along to the next segment.

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Anyway, YOU almost made me digress.

Sorry again.

Rancho Huevos are ready and waiting any longer they will be DONE. As in crispy edges.

WOW!

I REALLY outdid myself. But then again it REALLY helps matters when one is hungry. I’m talking

hungry enough to devour the tongue or sole of a shoe.

Well that’s about all I have time for today. I have exhausted the time budget and must get on with the days activities. That is to say IMPORTANT activities.

WHAT A COTTON PICKEN MINUTE … POR FAVOR …

Never you mind ‘WAIT’.

I have Holiday preps to finish and/or work on to completion. Some projects are classified and I cannot talk about them at this time for you NEVER KNOW who mind read one of these accounts and spoil a surprise.

If you are lucky, and your Membership is paid up for BOTH 2018 AND 2019 IN FULL, check back this

week.

No PROMISES but chances are good that I should be able to sit and concentrate long enough to compose and generate a report of some sort.

But for right NOW, at THIS point and moment and time, this event is OVER.

AND OUT.

LOVE YOU.

Mom, PLEASE DON’T go overboard with this.

I know and it was never a doubt.