Adding onto that good day, I got home about an hour ago from one of the roughest, mosquito-bite-filled, and all-around BEST days at Potato Creek...with Tori, of course. Just thought I'd try some of this "wing it" stuff she's so fond of. *grin* I think there's something to it...there must be. I've never been content to sit there and FEEL the damn things biting, yet want to leave my hand right as it is.

I'm gonna set a tentative start time Friday night for 8:30. That way if I work till 8, I'll still have time to get home and get set up. I'll call Jerm tomorrow and tell him. Leave a note here if that's good/bad with you.

Enough of me for one day, eh? (What was that I said at the park, Tori? About not wanting me to breathe, talk...and what else? :-P)