Forgive my inordinate rambling last night. I'm afraid I overindulged at my wine club.

It’s just that I’ve been having car trouble of late and there’s nothing I can do about it. Well, there is, but if God had intended me to work on my Mercedes, he wouldn’t have given me Horst. Alas, however, Horst is vacationing in Aspen and won’t be back for another week. I’ll just have to wait til then to automatically wash my windshield.

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