In Detroit – waiting for our flight to Amsterdam.
Back home the bad dog Suzi is going to Granma's house where she will be bathed in mastiff drool and seriously overfed. At our house we have a long haired socialist leaning poet house-sitting and our card carrying NRA member of a neighbor keeping an eye on things too. One of these days I'll post the story of the time he shot a possum IN my son's room.
Next dispatch from the Netherlands