Well, Fred, your company was special enough in itself without the salmon, but hey.... the fish was mighty tasty if I don't say so myself... And thanks fir the kind words about my "ornery" blues. Yep, more like a train wreck at times. And we'll see about the Stones song when the heat dies down and the thought processes return with the crisp evenings... And, over the winter we'll get some of madness recorded, so that shoulod sanity rear its ugly head I'll have something to look back on when things didn't make quite as much sense...

Celtic Soul: What Fred said. Jus funnin'. Just PM me and we'll work it out...

Well, as fir the on going saga of G & K, well... today they embark on their pilgrimage to parts unknown. With a map in hand and a song in their hearts they are going to start at the wax museum in Hrapers Ferry and then let the the fate of the tossed coin lead them around for the next three days before ending up at their son's wedding in Staunton on Saturday. Oh, to have that freedom to enjoy three blissful days in the "here and now" following the wisdom of a coin.... sigh. (Bobert wipes a tear from his cheek).

Hopefully they will end up in places where folks will be kind enough to allow them to keep this thread going so that we may also partake in their joy of their travels.

Bobert