Hello readers.
I just want to let you know that I will be making a sincere effort to get back to more regular updates after January 9th or so. I've been reveling in being home and seeing family and friends and, unfortunately, I haven't had the time to sit down and write as I would like to. However, I'll be back on a normal schedule in about a week and I will do everything I can to keep the story coming. Thanks for hanging in there.
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Thanks.
Happy New Year!
Enjoy your family and happy new year!
Happy New Year to you to! I've been away for about two months, then I suddenly realized today that I forgot to subscribe to your RSS feed (I really thought I did that). As before, I'm copying + pasting everything so that I can read it more comfortably in my bed as an ebook. This is very entertaining, and I thank you for writing.
Thanks for keeping us up to date!! In the meantime I will dream of squimonks.
Take care, oh wayward son of the unraveled yarn. We shall see you anon with hopefully more tales of ninjas, donuts, and Lindberg in the midst.
This is one of the only things online that can make my day a little better. I look forward to many more updates! I still hope to see some pirates in the story someday.
Pat,
I thought I would share with you how I like to enjoy your blog. I like to wait a couple of weeks so that there are a few to read, then I like to start a big ole fire in the chimmey and sit down with a nice glass of scotch. I do fancy the hard stuff, but scotch is my favorite.
I dont care much for brandy since in my younger years I dated a girl named brandi. She spelt it with an "i" to be cute, and she had the best rear end ever. I mean this thing was so perfect you could put a tarp over it and live there. I actually spent the summers of 79-81 and then again in 85, doing just that. So I dont care for the memories that brandy brings back.
Now I have tried vodka but dont care for the Russians none, so I stay away. I hear they make some good vodka down in Texas, but something about that seems wrong.
Speaking of Texas, Ill tell you why I dont like Gin. My father in law is a cattle rancher down in texas and his name is Jim. The first time I met him he told me to go get dinner and hands me a long curved knife and points to the cutest little cow that he has tied up. Now I love a good steak, Im just not partial to be the one doing the killing. So he called me a sissy and if their is one thing I cant abide by is being called a sissy. To make a long story short that how I lost my pinkie toe but gained a mortal enemy. So I dont like gin because it gives me a headache.
But I digress... Oh yeah, love the blog, keep up the good work!
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