Here's a fun start to today's post. Who doesn't enjoy a Rube Goldberg contraption? While they're always creative, this one seems especially so. It's pretty obvious what this guy has been during to pass the time while sequestering!
Last night's dreams included trips to an airport. In one I was flying 'somewhere' (and had ditched my crutch) and in another Brownie and I were picking up someone' (who never arrived) at another airport. I also awoke at one point with acid reflux, which sent me racing to the bathroom - but happily everything stayed down.
Busy <g> day today. Brownie has an 11:00 appointment for a nail trim (he's way overdue since his last one was in early March) and these days they also require them to be bathed, so I will have to leave him. Of course it's still muddy around the yard edges, and with standing water in the lowest spots, so with Murphy's Law "still" in effect I predict that he'll come home feeling soft and smelling good but that possibly won't last.
At 2:00 we have a conference call with Becky. Tom missed her first one when he was gone delivering a couple of dozen fire obsidian stones to the GIA guy, Robert, in California.
And speaking of his stones - after yesterday's e-mail regarding the Tucson show (and for a whole slew of reasons) it is HIGHLY unlikely that he will be a vendor there next year.
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