I went to Mass (YES!! REALLY!!) at 9 p.m. and guess who was there?

Eiseley!!

While her oldest is in Poland, she has a Polish boy living at her place. He's Catholic, so she took him to Mass.

I also told the Pastor that I knew a great little place for duck hunting and I'd pick him up at 4 a.m. For some reason he said that at 4 a.m. he'd "be jello" and didn't want to come along.

That's okay, I'm not going anyway. Shooting ducks on a National Bird Refuge can lead to trouble.