I answered my cell phone today and that was Curtain Up! Robert was on the line – in the ether, cyberspace, whatever and he asked me what could make a thumping noise in a car. He was in Fort Wayne in the parking lot at Logan’s. . . and then I was in Fort Wayne also. Then we were home and the car is at the Wayside Garage. Well, at least it sounds like a feel-good Indie movie. Oh, maybe two old ladies sharing a nice chat at a homey service station – something along that line.

I have to say I would feel better if the name of the garage were There’s Nothing Wrong With Your Car. I imagine this story will continue – one way or another.

Apparently so. More likely, though, is that I have started posting in my head and thinking that I have actually typed it. Given some of my off-the-wall thoughts lately, that is probably a good thing.

Summer is taking art and drew a still life picture of her shoe; now she can’t find it. She has shown me the picture so I can help look. This would more than likely have been a good post for only my head.