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AWAY FROM MY DESK

I’m off to Orlando, home of Great Hairy Silverback, to attend the Sun n Fun fly-in in Lakeland on Friday and Saturday, and then drive every single stinking mile of the wonderously wind-ey and challenging Florida highways during the next several days. I’ll be visiting brothers in Tampa and Cape Coral (fishin’ time!), Mum and sis in Ft. Lauderdale, and last and certainly least, I will meet the Monkey King himself, Frank J., who has essentially begged me to come and help him with blogging tips for the last year, nonstop.

At this point, I’ll do just about anything to stop the cajoling, whining, pleading and threats.

Be back for a day and then it’s off to Colorado Springs to pick up MY AIRPLANE (ahhhhhhhhhh….), but once I’ve got that safely stashed away, I can get back to the important work of writing a new chapter — which I happen to think might be a pip!

CHAPTER THREE
CURING THE WESTERN DISEASE: THE GREAT PYRAMID VS. SEVEN-11

Coming soon to a free ice cream stand near you. Pictures of the road trip follow. Looking forward to verifying Frank’s claim that his NUKE THE MOON t-shirt is bullet-proof. I’ll be packing heat, just to test the theory.

Thanks to all for the very kind birthday wishes. Remember, while you are sleeping, the mysterious, powerful, and infalable Bill Whittle glides high in the moonlit stratosphere over the nation’s heartland, with an eye out for brewing trouble… unless the movie turns out to be worth watching, in which case, never mind.