Dopplegangsters

In other words, on the very day upon which the Jarrett would've celebrated his birthday with us by bringing us cookies, a lone bag-piper stood in a small clump of trees by the Browning Center and played Amazing Grace, as if in tribute. I thought to myself that the coincidence was too great not to be inspired.

Two of a kind.

I take it, Jarrett, if you read this, that you have someone in your mission that has Munchkin - a game, I was sad to discover last Saturday, was not currently in stock at Hastings where one of my pals bought it. If it had been there, it would've been mine. Such the funnest game.

Okay, bye.