From: Pender on
Last week I rode over to Bill Catell's house. Did not see anybody home,
but the place was full of stray cats. Not the band. Real damn cats.

I went to louie's house but I didn't know where it was so I swung around
down to Ennis, birthplace of Ed Hart, and encountered wind gusts to 40
mph which added speed sometimes, detracted others. I had a blast.

I did not take any pictures, camera is in the shop, no burgers, I'm on a
diet, and I did not take any videos, camera is in the shop.

Total for the week: 529 miles, 0 pics, 0 burgers, 0 videos.

Remember when we were all friends and we all rode together and read this
'group?

Me neither.

Auld Lang Syne, mf's.
From: Bill Cattell on
On Tue, 06 Apr 2010 17:15:26 -0500, Pender embellished upon:

> Last week I rode over to Bill Catell's house. Did not see anybody home,
> but the place was full of stray cats. Not the band. Real damn cats.
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Well heck there compadre. Shoulda knocked on the door. If the car isn't
there it means my wife is out gathering. I'm pretty much at the casa
when it's not working hours - the typical 45-50 hr work week.


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....but as for me and my house,
we will serve the Lord.
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