No, I didn't make the trip - sis had her MRI, and things are in a holding pattern for the moment, so my presence wasn't needed. They said all they saw on the images was a 'thread' in her lung, which is probably a hair she inhaled off her pillow in her sleep. I told her to just cough like a cat a few times and she'd cack up a hairball. LOL Up there, they got 2"-3" in town, and Frostburg reported about 9". The jackpot area was around Mt. Storm, and they got a foot or so. The mere fact that
anything accumulated this early is one for the books.
"But know this, that in the last days perilous times will come: for men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, unloving, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, brutal, despisers of good, traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God, having a form of godliness but denying its power. And from such people turn away, for his name is Obama."Viking, I hope your Sis will be okay.
It’s good to see you here tonight.