MindOverMary and I have just been sitting out on her screened in back porch talking this morning. The little lake her house backs onto is lovely today, very calm with sparkles of sunlight playing across the water and highlighting the birds and turtles and whatnot that inhabit this little corner of paradise. Since it’s in the 70s today with a very light wind, we’ll be going to downtown Charleston to walk around and look at some French Quarter ante-bellum homes and do some shopping in the upscale downtown stores (Gucci, Neiman Marcus, Mont Blanc, all kinds of high end brand names have their own freestanding outlets in Charleston). Later, we’ll have a meetup with various and sundry at a local pub that features a huge fireplace on the deck.

I heard the weather isn’t quite as nice in OKC as it is here. Who would have guessed?

Last night I met some lovely folks from Savannah that were up visiting and we played a little poker (I lost horribly, went into the tank for at least $1.35). People here seem to like to tell “shaggy dog” stories; you know, long and involved stories that are much more funny in the telling than in the punchline. It’s a very southern thang.

MindOverMary has done me the great favor of solving all my problems, social, intellectual, spiritual, sexual and professional. Thanks a lot, sis! She seems to be the great guru and analyst for all her friends. Of course, her friends are very unlike mine, none of whom have any problems whatsoever.

MindOverMary’s biggest problem is that her two cats are clearly crazy. They fight and then they make up and they are never satisfied with whatever side of the door they presently face: they want in until they get in and then they want out. We don’t let that upset us because it’s just the nature of cats. I’m thinking that friends are the same way. Never satisfied, but don’t get bent out of shape because that’s just the nature of one’s friends.

I’m told there are football games on television, but that’s not a priority for me right now even though it’s Bedlam weekend since that game won’t be on television here in the heart of the SEC.

I’d like to blog some more, but it’s just too beautiful outside to stay in here at a laptop.

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