roots

beginning at about noon on friday the special ladyfriend and i will start loading up the gypsy wagons for the great moving marathon, putting an end to my long apartmented past. i anticipate we will be in constant motion until sometime sunday evening.

if anyone out there in Wiffledom (men, women, children all included) should feel the need for fresh air, physical exertion or just a couple hours out and about...we could probably use a hand.

sweat on the brow will be met with cold beverages. rumble in the belly will be silenced by the finest meats and cheeses throughout the land.

claudio