Mr Lector notwithstanding, I am making progress now!

I spent the day glued to the working chair. I got blisters on my hand yesterday wielding a broom, trying to help Jane clean up the gutter mess, which shows you in what sad shape my hands are. They caught the gun-waving bad guy who held up somebody in a state park the size of a postage stamp, kind of off the beaten track and in a wooded area, where nobody in his right mind should be at 10 pm…they had the choppers around hunting for Mr Lector, but the gun-toting robber just reaped the benefit.

Jane’s got yet one more slide show up. I haven’t heard from Lynn since she took a flu shot on top of the swine flu and we hope she’s alive (Please, Lynn!) but we’re pretty sure she’s ok.

We haven’t heard from OSG. We haven’t heard from Joane. We haven’t heard from Lynn. We’re beginning to worry.