Secondhand Smokette and I are heading to our youngest nephew’s high school graduation, and then taking another nephew on a quick trip to Europe. However, while SHS posting will slow, don’t wander away. I’m taking my laptop and will try to check in from time to time. I might even post a photo or two. And I’ll be back before you know it.
Meanwhile, here’s some real secondhand smoke so you won’t miss me too much:
And here’s Woody and Diane having some fun at the expense of theology and philosophy. Enjoy.
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