The real truth
Well, I drove back yesterday in a physical and mental phog, with a total of maybe 8 hours sleep for the four day weekend. Crikey kids, we MUST have the reunion in Lawrence. There'll be plenty to do, trust me.

Now, what you will see soon is that Gordo actually had a bigger smile whilst posing with the strappingly handsome flag boy........

Cheers,

It's out! I'm back! More coffee! The Seinfeld re-run about the exclamation points was on last night......

http://www.kusports.com/basketball/schedules/

Man, I'm really getting a hankerin' to get back to Larryville. They put a new, bigass Jayhawk on the court to commemorate the new coach. I can hear the crowd now......

Mind, I'm all over those drum lessons. I'm hoping my nephew in St. Louis continues with the guitar so I can jam with him someday. That would be a trip. Are you going to love or hate those drums banging away in the basement? My mom always encouraged me, but I think if my dad had his druthers, he would have rather I played before he got home from work.....

back to the salt mines......

sheeeit.