I’m gonna let the inserted captions tell the story. I’m exhausted. A picture speaks a thousand words. Sixty-five photos…well, you do the math.
The next entry will be the finished Thing, posted as a Project.
Enjoy. And, thanks for your help..
It’s 0004, Friday. RBS and company left Tuesday. They still don’t know. I asked her, “If I ask you to take me to get a haircut, will you stay another day?” “No. Can’t,” says she. (She’s been bugging me for years to lose the pony tail. RBS’s Pet Ape couldn’t care less how long my hair is.) So, they’re gone.