After eight and a half months, I have finally and completely recovered the disk that I lost. I am now ready for the class reunion that happened 8 and a half months ago. This is a shining example of what you can accomplish if you allow yourself to loose all sense of reason.
Issue 2:
The new battleground here in grossburbia pits trees against satellite dishes. Apparently, we must all choose sides. Most of my neighbors feel warmly toward dishes. I just want someone to GET ME OUT OF HERE!
