GOBAG Soup Line
Brother, can you spare a bowl of soup?
I counted about 25 people this evening. It was more than last week but less than two weeks before. I feel we should have a blackboard to post publicly for the day how many attended and how many people brought their Sunday School lessons... wait! I mean how many brought their beers.
Marietta Mayor Bill Dunaway came. I think this is his third visit. I think he is considered a lame duck because he is not running for re-election this time and has been getting a hard time from some of the other city elected officials and The Marietta Daily Journal. He knows we will be kind to him.
This evening Monty prepared vegetable soup with beef or maybe it was beef stew with vegetables. Ever which, it was very good. It was a nice preparation for the cold weather just around the corner. I think just about everybody went back for seconds.
Paul Roper brought his old refurbished Chevvy. Which reminds me: One time I was riding down the road and I saw Paul and Ivanell in the same car at a corner. They turned and I turned and fell in behind them. I tooted my horn and they ignored me. At a stop sign I hollered at them and they still ignored me. Then I hopped out of my truck and ran over to them. Then, with me sticking my head into the window they couldn't ignore me any longer. Paul said in so many words that he didn't know it was me and he had he was gripping his tire iron or something.
I didn't find the right chemistry moment to take a certain group picture request by Geri.