The first in a series of many strange things....

Thursday, 4pm and the tank is not ready. No putting in the new fuel tank today but we are promised, "first thing in the morning". Wayne has been reading a book which describes another man's voyage from Florida to Upstate New York and the whole experience has been settling in on him like a fog. After having thought a moment about the tribulations which the book's author recounts and the bizarre saga of trying to replace the fuel tank, his only logical conclusion was that this would be the first in a series of many strange things. Since life is strange and upredictable in general, I have to agree. Some things are, however, predictably good - like beer and pizza. And so we have decided to keep our date anyway and let tomorrow unfold as it will.