We used to be able to watch the fireworks from our, back patio, in our jammies, but they moved the location a few years back and now, I just hear all the noise..

TGIF..

OK, where is our leader....the hippist 'appy of them all

NAAAAPPPPPYYYYYYY!!! YooHoo, how are you doing my Friend????

I was thinking the same thing, where is she? Nappy-----come out come out where ever you are.....

Don' t make us send out search party..

Hi guys, sorry about slacking off, we're having a fabulous summer and it's calling me outside a lot lately. I'm not feeling especially poorly or especially peppy, so hanging out at my bench playing with wood has been a higher priority.

The big project these last few days has been sharpening chisels, it's boring and a lot of work. But, who's gonna do it for me? The truth is, you can't handle the truth! Sal, we live in a world that has wood. And that wood has to be cut by people with chisels. Who's gonna do it? You? You, RiverWild? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for unfinished projects and you curse the power tools. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that honing, while boring, probably saves fingers. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves sharp edges... You don't want the truth. Because deep down, in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that workbench. You need me on that workbench. We use words like hone, grind, strop...we use these words as the backbone to a life spent creating something. You use 'em as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a group who rises and sleeps under the sharp tools I provide, then questions the manner in which I provide them! I'd rather you just said thank you and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a whetstone and get to work. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you're entitled to!

Oh dear, brandy's kickin' in.

CinCin, I awe at your whetstoney and hardcore reserve.. You are deffinately the sharpest tool in the kit..

Keep on wittling away, sport.. I wood never hold it against you.

Wow! I wonder what Naps had to do to earn that TOT'N CHIP card?

I say "someone take all sharp objects away from her!" Or maybe just the brandy!!..

If she's not sharpening her tools, she blowing up Peeps!! Hey, it's what she does.

See Naps! You don't come out to play and people worry about ya. Uh, I don't mean me, errrr well, maybe just a little.

Nah, I wasn't too worried; I knew you were in your glory at your bench. Have a good one.

Judy, Jappy, Sal, all you oldbies! I'm worried about Chrappy Chris and I'm hoping that she'll see our old group therapy post and check in with us!

Are you with me or agin me?

WITH YOU!!!!! WITH YOU!!!!

I wrote in the post to her last week, but no answer. Do you have
a way to get in touch with her personally. I hope and pray that she
is all right.

Jappy

I'm wit you, Kid... I think I have her E-mail, i'll check, and if so, send her an e-mail.

Nope, must have lost it..Carp!!!