Herself: A really juicy lot of new books to put out. I banished several armloads of the very old, half price stuff, so there would be room for the new. Not enough room for the non-fiction now and that’s a shame. Home to a simple dinner, WW weigh in where I discovered my pass had expired, and several games of solitaire.
Purelandmountain.com offers the latest news from Japan on days he isn’t fighting his local flora and fauna.
Dear Dee….Thanks so much for the good news about your husband. I see there are two posts from you to answer today.….Oh, I have so much to say but so little time.
Hmmmmmmm…I’ll start with the next post. Maybe I have nothing to say.
Dear Anna….so glad to read you are packing to come home. Are you safe. Has the government there given you a contract for next year? Has your alcoholic husband gotten sober at last?
Oh, I don’t dare say what I am thinking …..
Dear Joan….I am so sorry there was this breach between us these last twenty years. You were brilliant, and now you have moved to Oklahoma with your newest lover and your now faded brilliance….
No, that’s certainly not right…..that’s really not nice at all. We will try again.
Dear Beltran….Oh, thank you for all the laughs you have been sending….I’ve been needing laughter. I’ve sent them on to an elder blogger who uses them in his weekly blog.
Well that’s bland.
Dear all of you. I’m so sorry to be sending out one of those, “One post suffices for all,” emails. We have been well…
Oh, that’s a lie. Not well, but I’m not telling folks that I am still coughing. Yuck. Now it’s getting late and not one email is finished.
I think I will take a break and start over again tomorrow. There’s always tomorrow, unless a train runs over me today.