Sorry folks, I didn’t let y’all know I was taking a working man’s holiday, went to help my brother paint three bedrooms, a hallway and living room whilst the neurotic sister in law was down in California at a grandbaby’s high school graduation. The stress and aggravation was not worth her there… I was going to take the ‘puter and decided to leave it at the last minute to leave it behind, kinda wanted a mini vacay from it. Was weird, and having withdrawal symptoms. We got everything painted and looks great for a couple of old farts rolling the ceiling and the walls and cutting in the white ceiling and sand colored walls and the dark green accent wall in the living room. It reminded me why I friggen HATE painting…

So, back to being an incorrigible old bastard… Forgiven? Or did you really miss me, I know a few did…

Kevin, Cederq