Dear G:

Are we on for tomorrow night? Everything is go from this end. If you are hesitating because of those messages Zig sent you about getting a tattoo... Uh... Sorry. I can't even assure you he was kidding. The second I mentioned dinner to him, he started calling "his guy." So. Dinner and a tattoo? My mother would be mortified. Sounds lovely.

:-)

Happy Guy Fawkes Day!

Remember, remember the fifth of November
The gunpowder treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.

Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, twas his intent
To blow up king and parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below
To prove old England's overthrow.

By God's mercy he was catched
With darkened lantern and lighted match.
Holler boys, holler boys, let the bells ring
Holler boys, holler boys, God save the King