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Beau Wann, Jr.
WHOA Rich, better you than me going to superbowl hell...I think I'd just send the bride and groom a lovely toaster or other great gift...George Foreman grill...margarita machine that fits the receiver of the hitch on their truck...a snuggie...slapchop...ginzu knives...subscription to Popular Mechanics...you know, something good and useful...
I sawr those meatloaf recipes...mine is most best...Firehouse Meatloaf with rosemary...hmmmm so good...lots o japalenas...and cheddar...use half ground round and half chuck...
Yes, the meditation garden will be swell...gonna go retrieve my post hole diggers from the ranch...suppose to plant 47 trees...thats a lot of holes to dig...pastor said there should be at least 47 people there...dont know where she got that number from, we cant get 40 people on a Sunday, let alone 47 for a work day...when theres rain or work, people seem to disappear...
ooooooo, I know, what if we had a chili cook off too also at the same time!!!!!! I love chili...won 1st place for best chili and 1st for hottest chili...of course mine was the onliest entry...nah, just funnin ya...musta been a couple a dozen or more entries...I dont put chocolate or cloves in my chili like some krazoids do...Don Teos serves tamales with chili that has cloves in it...NO NO NO NO NO NO NO, A THOUSAND TIMES NO...manager there swears that is the way it's suppose to be...I dont order tamales anymore there...everything else is great, except the carne guisada...
You know, ifin yall want to ever get together and have a luncheon or brunch or chili cookoff, we can have it at the church on Saturday...we have runnin water and indoor plumbin and a great wood burning stove and oven, and dishwasher and lots O space and chairs and tables...I believe I can spring for the rent...and provide the music, and TV for a slide show...whatta ya say wobblytripians...we can have Payne Hall all day...and we can go into the meditation garden and meditate, or pick whatever fruit has budded out bud...
Worked on the deck today, and youlda been proud o me...didnt drop one thing in the cement pond...although Jack was runnin around the pool chasing the Polaris and almost knocked me in...didnt finish it today, will in the AM...then gonna ride Pegasus...really get in some prayer for you good folks out there...
I will leave you with this poem by Robert Browning Hamilton;
I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chattered all the way,
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne'er a word said she;
But oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me!
Ga night mine friends, ga night...
DOD
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