As fir the food, I think Sgt. Billy Ballbuster was in charge of that, as well as being the rule guy... Bet he was the one who locked me outta the pool, too... Glad we're rumblin' on past Camp Tumbleweed next year...

Ahhhh, as fir my gardenin' buddy, Jeri, I'm sorry but I really wanted to spend some time with you... Seems I was always headed somewhere, plus had both a workshop and an mini-cocert to do and I kept seein' you thinkin' that Sunday night I'd finally be able to share some gardenin' stories, then I calll the P-Vine and she is sick as a dog, so I beat feet home to make her tea...

Sorry, Jeri... I really wanted to have some time wid ya... Sniff...

Sho nuff did...

Bobert