I went down early and the hippy was in charge of lots. I had no trouble but Joy and her motor-home  did and she left. I guess that Linda the candle lady was also in  charge. I thought the crowd were small and I did not make a single sale which is always discouraging. Oh well, I might have a newspaper subscriber unless he is in the wrong residential area.

Nolan called and he seemed okay but the MO from Seven Eleven still has not showed. That sort of perplexes me. I took a much needed hour and half nap that seemed to revive me some. I had a another letter from Cuddie. I think I need to start him a blog site of his own and not clog up Joel's site. I worked a while on Schimmele. He has a sex story this week that is a little too explicit for my tastes but I will put it on anyway.

I ate three sandwiches out of those Italian rolls that tasted good. I watched Becket from the beginning again because when I started it once before I had fallen asleep so often I had little idea what the story was about. It enjoyed the story of Thomas Becket and Henry II. They were almost like male lovers but seemed really more bisexual. It was certainly a unique relationship and the implications to history almost boggles the mind.

The Fever lost to Spokane in a blunder bust of penalties and stupid playing in my opinion. The Dust Devils beat out Boise 7-4 and have stumbled into a first place three way tie.

The Most Memorable Positive Moment was talking to some positive friendly people at Saturday Market. Even though I may not sell anything at least I meet some interesting people that have nothing to do with prisons or the hay business.