Well, well, well...

What a wonderful day.... Yeah, as per the P-Vine's request we not only went to her favorite resturant, the "Olive Garden" but also, seein' as we usually an entree I let her pick it out without so much as the slightest protest...

(No, Bobert, that ain't the way it went down... You protested before givin' in...)

Nevermind that, it was yummy...

Then it was into D.C. for 3 hours of jammin' and socializin' with my homies and then...

...on the way to the barbershop there was a big ol' rental box truck filed to the ceilin' with collard greens an folks were selling big bagas of 'um for 5 bucks so on the way out we stopped fir a bag of 'um an' the P-Vine asked the folks where they had come from and it was Wilson, N.C. where the P-Vine's people is from and so the P-Vine said "Parker's BBQ" and everyone lit up...

So we got a big ol' bag of collards to top off a perfect Birthday...

Sorry, Rita, Rita... Put my brownie in the frezer an' I'll get it next time we see you allz...

Bobert

p.s. Even though the P-Vine thinks that everyone her in Mudville is a knothead (me included) she may be so touched by you allz warm feelings here today that she may break "P-Vine's Rule #119" about talkin' with knotheads and stop by here an' say "hey"...