Bill the Son says he’s going to Seattle to spend Christmas with Anoreth. “Put the information on the calendar,” I said.
This suggests he’s not excessively serious with the young girlfriend!
Or perhaps he's testing the adage, "absence makes the heart grow fonder."
The bed is made, I've been to Wally's (unplanned today, but planned for tomorrow) and now I'm about ready to go out and wait for the peeps.
Zeke came into the clubhouse a little before 0500, so we had an unplanned meeting. It looks more and more like he is being the scapegoat for some under-the-table dealings by those in local power, and I told him it was probably time to contact the paper and the TV stations. He's smart, but he is naïve, when it comes to public housing.
It will all be out in the open soon, and that's the truth.