One last tug on the line, but the fish has slipped the hook.
Dear Mr. Mamar:
Still having problems getting a cell phone.
That damned daughter-in-law of mine has been following me around like a
lost puppy. That and my nasturtium
is acting up again, so I'm not as spry as I might otherwise be.
Anything new to report on your end?
How's the weather?
Your humble servant,