IT'S A DARK & STORMY DAY

Dark, rainy, cold and raw. Just the kind of day to stand outside in the rain, with a hacking cough, in order to keep the German Shepherd monsters quiet while the septic tank is being pumped. When I was a kid, my grandmother told me that in the days of outdoor facilities, the people who cleaned the outhouses were called honey dippers. Haven't touched honey since.

Onto a more pleasant subject ...
Chris left this message: Mind if I stick around even though I'm a lefty (I am actually left handed)? I do realize it's only about 100 or so days till xmas and I certainly don't want to be on anyones naughty list.

Everyone is welcome here, regardless of politics (or ambidextrism). Many may recall that ol' lefty Ghost Dansing who used to leave dozens of lengthy diatribes. It wasn't his politics that bothered me -- and others. No, it was the ton of comments he'd dump. In time he actually improved and left only a couple of comments per post. Haven't seen him in quite a while now. I wonder what he's doing? But anyway, the point is that your politics are welcome here. However, I must draw the line at reminding me how close we're getting to Christmas!

And, Chris, if you really are from this area, you may be interested in a story I wrote called Spud Shelanski Lives On At The Alabaster Bar & Grill. It's the first story listed in a book of short stories I'm blogging entitled Briefs and Other Unmentionables. The bar in the story is based on the McClintock Bar on Market St. in Corning.

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