Mornin’, you people ‘n a Joyous National Corn on the Cob Day ta ya.
Nothin’ out of the usual, June in the lower right hand corner weather wise. Waitin’ on global coolin’.
Gonna be takin’ a ride up ta KG in the near future ta see the grand kids. ‘Fore I head back south I wanna stop ‘n check on the shop’s powder supply. Or mabbe see if they just dust the empty shelf where the powder would be as the others do.
Don’t care for the convention process, Roo. It’s why we have the Clinton bag man sittin’ in Richmond rather’n Bill Bollin’. Watch Cantor come back runnin’ as a marxist/democrat in ’16.