Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
It's just a day away .........

I heard a rumor that the President will entertain us by trying to weave his personal helicopter through the power lines to land in our back parking lot.

With Santa Ana winds in the forecast, it should be quite interesting. The current line is 3:1.

I am headed to the shop to tidy things up a bit (make a bigger pile in one corner instead of 4 or 5 piles).

While the Redneck says he is bringing the "Bud Girls", we have, under contract, all the girls from the Las Vegas Hit Show .... "Boobs Galore" .... who will ply us with their mammeries memories.

Any members of the CGBC using the telephone will be required to speak .... just heavy breathing will not be tolerated.

Be sure to show up .... the excess gasses produced by "Mother Natures's Own" combined with the aroma of fried fat will put a smile on your face.