It's cold here. This was a joke thread. I'm stuck, or so it appears. Actually, I could go to Cuba for the winter and live like a king and coach something. Baseball. Problem is I go someplace like that and next thing I'm running a drive and getting kids baseball gloves and soccer balls.

Just back from the cabin. An 8 hour drive north. Got dark at 4:30p.m. and sun was bright enough to read about 10 a.m. or 9:30 if it was really sunny. Tomorrow they have

SNOW Showers. Nice.

I told the wife, sell the house and winter south. She's having hot flashes and wants no part of it.

We have a word for that in french. Mer##.


John Conley
Musica est vita