Lazy Days at Indie’s Cabin
Marfar knows best. She said I needed a few days out of the office, and booked us a long weekend at Indie’s cabin.
Storm clouds are a rising, and the thunder rolls in the distance. I looked at my watch and did some quick calculations. Hm. I figure it’s a mile away, but I’m not sure how fast the storm will move. Pretty soon the rain will patter on the tin roof. There’s one leak, but it’s over the porch. I’ll worry about that later. Like Ralph says, “I can’t work on it in the rain, and it don’t leak when the sun shines.”
I guess I ought to get out of the hammock, but for once I’m not in a hurry. I’ll move in a little bit.
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June 12, 2009 at 7:31 am
Stay in the hammock, Dr B. It sounds like a wonderful place to sit and soak it all in.
June 12, 2009 at 9:13 am
Oh, boy, Doc; a long weekend sounds great. I could use a little unplugged time, too, but I’m not quite able to do that yet. Soon, I think, though.
Enjoy it to the fullest, please. I’ll be relaxing vicariously through you.
June 12, 2009 at 1:39 pm
Ms. Sharon and Ms Chili,
Old Doc sure is a lazy boy right now, but he loves his readers so much he decided to invite ’em on vacation with him. Woulda missed you otherwise.
Having fun, and will report back to you guys soon.
Dr. B
June 12, 2009 at 8:10 pm
Don’t you dare report back, Dr. B, for a long time. You deserve it.
June 12, 2009 at 8:33 pm
Ms Pamela,
When my readers speak, I listen, and the steaks are on the grill.
See ya,
Dr. B