Yes, that's right, I'm cheating. I'm tired of being behind, and I'm never going to catch up if I don't do something drastic. So, here it is, something drastic: I'm doing four entries in one.I've been sick for about a week and a half, and Barbara has been taking very good care of me. On those rare occasions that I wasn't whining, she had a little time for herself. She wanted me to report to you that over the last week and a half sh...

I'm still sick. To make it worse, my fever went up to 100 today. Of course, 100 is a nice, even number. I like being even. I'd hate for you to think I’m odd.I’m still not going anywhere, let alone into Colonial Williamsburg. I feel trapped here, like I’m in prison in an Edward G. Robinson movie.I can’t take it anymore, see? I’m getting’ outa here, see? These screws can’t keep me locked up. Not me. Not Billy the Cr...

I think I'm starting to feel better, and I’m getting tired of sitting around watching the rain.Were we hacked yesterday?

That's right, nothing to report. Nothing to see here, folks. Everybody go home.My cold is getting worse. Now, I think I have a fever, albeit low-grade. (Have you ever thought about the term "low-grade fever"? It sounds like your cold is second-rate, that, somehow, your cold isn't as good as everybody else's. I mean, really. If I’m going to have a cold, I don’t want any second-rate cold. I want the real thing, a champion cold. I want the co...

The rain storm (calling it a "rain storm" is akin to calling a Bengal tiger a “cute kitty”) raged into the wee, small hours of the morning (there's that song again), lightning and all. I swear I heard elephants and giraffes and hippos walking two-by-two past the RV.In the morning, we looked out the window and saw a lake. We had six or eight inches of rain puddle, about 40 feet across. We couldn’t get out of our entry door, so we had to go in...