And here comes the chopper again…(11 pm)

Some brilliant functionary decided that it would be nice to give our local prison inmates a holiday at the fair. At the end of the day, they’re missing one, sort of a Hannibal Lecter type, far out of touch with reality, to hear the local news guys, and probably...

84,000 words. And with a clatter on the roof…

Nope, it’s not Christmas, and that wasn’t a sledful of reindeer that got me out into the garden. It was Jane with an extension ladder and the determination to actually clean the gutters. I wasn’t about to leave her solo out there, especially with an...