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We’re Back!

And what a great trip. We went camping in the desert. A full moon at night: Bernie sang this old song he’s fallen in love with – Lonesome 77203. Made no sense to me but I did my woo-woo thing. Then he pointed out this dot in the sky. Mars, he said, and maybe we should go there. If that’s what he wants, okay. I’ve been in a plane, maybe you don’t know that. I think it’s in Thereby Hangs A Tail. Bernie said the problem with going to Mars is coming back and anyone who goes will probably have to stay there, something about fuel. I’m not so sure about staying there. I kind of like it here.

Tomorrow: back to the Greed case. Bernie says maybe we should have a quiz about it.

Zoom

Guess what – we’re in the Porsche, Bernie at the wheel, me riding shotgun. Have I mentioned that this isn’t a fancy new Porsche but a real old one? Not the real old one from Dog On It – you know what happened to that – but the new real old one from Thereby Hangs A Tail. I like it just the same, although there have been glitches already. Glitches is a word Bernie has for when he has to pop the hood and go in there with the tools. The tow truck comes along pretty soon after that, every time.

But this isn’t about that. It’s about where we’re going: camping in the desert! We’ll be gone for a few days, back Thursday, Bernie says, whenever that is. I know Sunday on account of Elvis gospel, on the radio at this very moment. Do I love camping or what? We’ve got lots of supplies, including a chew strip I’m working on right now, beef-flavored from Rover and Co., perfection.

When we get back: Portia’s deal and a surprise from Bernie. But for now – zoom!