And on the 177th day, he rested. Or, rather, finally shut up.

Vaguely north of Baltimore- Monday 8 a.m.

Toldya I'd go an entire day without posting. After an evening of ubergeeky fun and a day filled with parables, pancakes but most of all pavement.

( Saturday night- aquarium salt and Walmart the dog )

( Sunday morning- The Great Commission and its organizational subcommittees. Also, pancakes, and portholes on cows. )

( Sunday driving. Plus Monday driving. And a houseful of friends in the keys of 2-paw and 4-paw. )

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Pictures to follow in some place or other. Now on to three days of backlogs of work, posts and udda thingza.