March 7

I'm typing this up from Joe's place in the Port of Huron. Got here earlier in the day and helped prepare for the cookout. Soon after Brad drove up, a few hours later, we dug in and, wow...it hit the spot. Probably will head out for more food later on tonight. Also, after a few test that were administered by us, we came to the conclusion that Joe's new kitten is deaf. It just doesn't respond to sound. Wave a toy in front of it's face and it goes crazy; But clap behind it's head when it's not paying attention and it just sits there. No ear twitches. No sudden head movements. Nothing. So I guess it doesn't matter which name it has as it won't be responding anyway. What? It's true. Sorry. It's still the friendliest cat I know. May head to Canada tomorrow for a little casino action. Who knows. Brad has to head out early to take a test and pick up Colleen at the airport. Speaking of...I'm still looking into tickets to New York. I've been swamped lately and haven't had a chance to validate the supposed "$2 deal." I'm hopeful. As I typed that last sentence, Sasha (as the cat is now known) just jumped on my lap and started attacking my hair. It's now sitting on the laptop, which makes it all the more difficult to type without making a mistake. I had to go back a lot the last sentence and make changes...but it obviously wouldn't show after the revisions that were made. I'm rambling now. Well, you all have a good night. I'll be back tomorrow.

Grapefruit rhines make good ice cream bowls,

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