Good Tuesday Evening all:

My landlady Maybelleen Meddlemyer called a while ago, apologising for the furnace guy not showing. Apparently, he got backed up on some other jobs what with the snow and ice here and all. So he will be here tomorrow. Hot dog. I hope he comes early as I have an appointment that afternoon for my yearly probe with Dr. Speculum, my ob/gyn. I really hate going to the gynecologist. It's humiliating. Especially since I went to high school with this guy. On my first visit a coupla years ago I'm lying there on the table, draped in a paper gown, feet heisted in the styrups, all my "secrets" revieled. He walks in, snaps on the rubber gloves and sez "Bugg! I knew that was you. I never forget a face." How embarrasing. But such is life in a small town. You are forever running into people you went to school with, worked with or dated.

I do hope some of the crud that is on the ground melts. Its rather nasty. Its a mixture of some snow and some sleet and a wee bit of ice. I keep reminding myself that we only have about an month and a half of winter to go. Ah, springtime in the South. I can't wait.

Well, time for me to go brush what's left of my teeth, clean up the kitchen and turn in. "Arthur" is being especially raucus tonight, the ol' bastid.

have a good week, everyone

reguards
yer now where are my big pink pills pal
bugg