It has been raining pretty hard ever since daybreak. I have weighed in a Laughlin truck and the idiots are running the loader weighing something - who knows. I need to write Nolan and get the collection envelopes ready. I have four paperbacks to mail off after work. I need to keep track of them and who I send them to. I got an email from Art and I guess he will buy no gas on the 15th and Hody Wilson is out of the office until the 11th of May.

BASEBALL 5-01-07

COLORADO SPRINGS-3\TACOMA-1

8 4th

TULSA-8\ARKANSAS-9

12 1st

MODESTO\VISALIA (no game)

ASHVILLE-8\GREENVILLE-1 (Paulk 416)(no McKenry)

179 2nd 4.5 games out

I finished two of the exercise sets and then Tom came up and reported on the visit of the OSHA inspector. All went well I guess and there were just some minor violations and there will probably be some sort of fines. When I got ready to come home it was raining pretty hard and I wanted to get the books mailed so I skipped the walk around the loop. I was able to get some chores done around the office and get a letter off to Nolan. The brown envelop from the newspaper was a customer list.

There was a letter that there had been a charge against me and I have to check out a claim and get it notarized and sent back in. It was that crazy phone call I got some time ago about a $600.00 charge to buy some computer equipment. I thought that it was just a come on for a credit report and sort of blew it off.

Then there was a certified letter from the Bert's that I had some charges if I wanted to claim the '84 Honda that I traded to Wes to clean up the house. I am sure that I sent in the notice to the DMV that I gave up my claim on it. If you don't reclaim it then it goes back to Bert's I guess. I called Wes about it. He could not remember whom he had traded it off to. And the name Pendergast meant nothing to either of us.

Then in the Book Swap the book I sent to some "Twat" in California did not like the Breath book so I ask her to send the book back. I guess you can not have your cake and eat it too.

I watched Henry and Verlin tonight. It was a story about an autistic boy and his mentally disadvantaged uncle. It was set in the 1930's in some small rural town. It was a good story but tended to be on the "artsy" side. I am not sure what the message was except that sometimes folks with disabilities are able to communicate with one another very well.

The Most Memorable Positive Moment today was an email I got from Ellen that she was getting things together so that she could leave Sunday for England and a visit with Paul.