Hi.
Past 8:30.
I have written in the past about my dislike for washing dishes. Imagine my surprise when, at the cottage on Sunday afternoon, I washed the dishes. Further imagine my surprise this evening when I washed the dishes that had been piling up here at the house. I know that I missed some. I always do. That is always the way, isn't it?
I have been picking away at my latest Frank column. There is not much radio news this time. All I can say is that if you think that I have heard of your radio-related news item, then you may be wrong. By all means, let me know what you know, you know?
Newbie met us at home this evening. He is always at the door, waiting for us to feed him. For the last several days we have been around to wait on him. Today, we left him alone again, and I do not think he liked it too much.
Big move at work today. Many of the boys I have coffee with are on the other side of the building. I hope they don't forget about me. In case you hadn't noticed, I am very insecure.
Patricia has been sleeping since we got home. I should go check in on her.
You have a good evening. Keep smiling and I will talk to you tomorrow.
Bevboy
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