Since I didn't hear from Denise over the weekend there's not much more to write about her. Yet.
When I started down that stream I was writing about the end of sophomore year at good ol' alma mater. I had been juggling a couple of interesting young lovelies: Julia the zaftig freshman and Linda the slender senior-- an art major studying herbs intently.
What ever became of those two? I wonder...
"Sherman, it's time to use our brainpower."
"Oh Kay, Mr. Peabody! What year?"
"Set the WABAC for nineteen seventy-_______"