Rain, rain

Rain. Rain, rain — rain. And problems with the billing cycle on the DSL line so I was forced to use a dial up account when I finally got home. Then a machine freeze while I was updating the journal, and I managed to lose a portion of Sunday’s entry. It’s too bad because it was the lyric stuff about hanging out with Mr. & Mrs. fredlet (not my name), and how enjoyable an experience it was. Heaping piles of bait (Sushi and Sashimi), “Baja Rolls,” special sauce [Eastern Mayonnaise & Vietnamese Ketchup], and a remote control Bart Simpson. And one funny note about how folks just accept the fact that Sister and myself tend to wear weird hats, and this is no big deal. All I did yesterday was sleep and talk to Tech Support. I was reading some online journals last night, and there was an entry about the workshop process, and then I got to thinking about a comment that was directed at me, “Your jokes are good , except for the timing and content….” Why I don’t workshop anymore.
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