At 4:40AM in the morning many eons ago the world saw the arrival of my lardbutt. Guess Mother was fairly comfortable this time of year and Dad was probably out hunting mammoths or fighting off pterodactyls at the mouth of the cave. Knowing him, he had one of those cool Flinstone like cars and may have rushed her to Quarry Central Hospital and Emporium to deliver. It's been so long ago no one remembers very clearly. Hmmm, vaguely remember when dirt was made. Let's just hope I can make it another year. No gifts please and I WILL spend a day at the beach house ALONE. Sorry, no time for visits so the door won't be answered. Folks, work is really piled up - literally. No it's not rudeness, it's necessity.
It's a rainy Sunday in the NE corner of Mississippi. Still fighting bench work so this is good, but may delay seeing my oldest daughter and her family for a few days. They are visiting in Tupelo today. With a two year old daughter and a 2 month old daughter they probably aren't going to feel like dragging them around in this weather. The rain drops to a 50% chance about dark-thirty so that means a full day of drizzle. Oh well, the best laid plans of mice and men...Besides I'll be in their area sometime this next week. Be nice to go by and see the new temporary digs.
The main reason for the trip is a late Mother's Day visit. The beach house truck needs some work before any type of road trip. Mother has known this for a while and has no problem with the delay. Wanted to attend church with her today, but a nice lunch and all in a few days will be casual. So it's a lonely day spent left to bench work and house cleaning. Actually I am planning on an extended period of hard drive transfers plus being out of hot water at times (from washing dishes) which will give me a few minutes to play Guild Wars. Definite priority is getting the PC on the bench into top condition.
"Wisdom doesn't necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself."
~Tom Wilson
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