I had a nice dinner at Fred & Krista’s place last night; happily, I knew that it was a dinner this time so there were no awkward moments. Well, none related to the type of function anyway.

I was in charge of buns and dip; what the hell is going on in this city? I had to go to three stores to get a dozen buns. You’d think that would have been the easy thing to do. Now I have Krista doing as Rachel does; “Tell me what you need and just give me a list” It’s how I work best.

It was potluck and there were about a dozen for dinner. Like a ‘tard I forgot my camera so no pics to share this time around. As normal, Bruno and I sat around talking motorsport and bemoaning that fact that the Paris-Dakar rally wasn’t televised this year.

Bruno made a dvd for our departing Princess which we watched while munching some of Spanky’s dessert. He’s getting to be quite the baker.

In an unforeseen turn of events, we learned that a member of the circle has developed a facial scrub fetish… I didn’t see that one coming. I’m a lucky guy to have so many great friends

Hmmm, facial scrub fetish… that’s gonna have the search engines going crazy.

“That’s a strange expression your majesty” and she smiled quietly to herself…

RLD