Oh by the way, folks,
Today we celebrate the birthday of Brian Epstein, born in 1934. He's best known as the manager of The Beatles.
Yesterday's quests all were suitably successful. One knee-jerk session with the chiro-quack-quack, one tooth filled and one dentist joke told to the dentist, a bit of yard work, the tron undergrounders didn't snag any gas lines, all in all a great day.
This week our fair isle has hosted something called a Plein Air Festival, sponsored by one of our neighbors who runs an art store. This Plein Air Festival includes a buncha artists setting up their easels all over the place and painting pictures of everything in sight. Sorta interesting to watch, especially since some of them are happy to stop and yak about the fun they're having.
And so today it looks like nothing's gonna happen.
Signs of life