G'morning. I'm speechless this fine foggy morning. Hope all is well out in Havre.

Flannery sounds Irish to me...

I got to put a ladder up in a stairwell this morning. 12 footer. Bird trapped itself in the well and filled the light globe with chitt. Oh joy.


I am..........disturbed.

Concerning the difference between man and the jackass: some observers hold that there isn't any. But this wrongs the jackass. -Twain