YES! We do have our stuff. The movers finally delivered it. It's a bit of a long and frustrating story, culminating in some thickly accented man calling our moving company, claiming to be a "Mr. Bear", and telling them to keep everything we own in storage, rather than deliver it. Why they believed this jamoke and who he really is is beyond me. But, the good news is we have a real, honest-to-goodness bed to sleep on now, so life is all the sweeter. Of course, Carey's car still has to arrive and we just received word that the car-carrier company just lost her keys. Ergh.
YES! Little Joe Wolfe is doing okay... sort of. He's healing, although there were a few complications with his broken arm that apparently leave his arm ultra-sensitive to future breaks. Hang in there, Joe.
YES! We're still looking for jobs. Any leads are welcome. Any. Really. Please. Somebody.
YES! Every detail of the account of the Ozark Inn was the honest truth. You could go there yourself to check my story, but I really wouldn't recommend it.
YES! I am aware that the javascript on my contact page generates an error. Since I had to do a weird edit-over-the-web thing to change my contact info, it screwed up some of the code. I will get it fixed ASAP. Shame on me for hoping no one would notice. Big thanks to those of you with digital eagle-eyes.
YES! I will reply to your letter. I really, really will. My reply will BLOW YOUR MIND.
Thanks for your prayers. I'm very anxious to talk or email or hang out or drain a pint with you soon. And, because I cannot let another moment continue without this very special shout-out, muchas gracias to my swell cousin Matthew Wolfe for putting together a website to help me build a better computer: what a labor of love. The info is invaluable, Matt. Thanks for remembering: kin is kin. I'll be talking with you soon, young man. Mark it!
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