My heart's a boat in tow

Hey Toe,
I'm out of town on business down at the place south of Chicago. It's a rainy cool night here at the hotel. I am a little bit hungry and tired, but otherwise doing well. I missed chatting on the i-m thing. I had a long busy day, unfortunately, between this morning in D_b and this afternoon/evening in S. Chicago. Maybe you're on line now? I should go check....

Anyway, I was thinking about some childhood memory or another, and I wanted to related it to you on this site, but now I can't remember what it was. I carry around a little notebook to write shit down in, but I don't do it enough. I always think I'll remember things, but I usually forget about them, and I end up saying to myself "why I am I carrying around this notepad and pencil stub anyway?"

This whole house buying thing is going all right, except now the sellers seem to be balking at something we requested. They aren't out and out balking--just agreeing to something in a half-baked way. I hate to be vague, but I don't feel like going into details.

Anyway, I'll write again when I actually have something to say. Just wanted to say hello from a cold rainy and sleepy prairie town.
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