It's been since mid-June when last we met hereabouts. Thankfully, a couple of you noticed and made inquiry regarding my health. I think it's touching when you comely youngsters reach out to me. Quite touching indeed. Especially when your missives include pictures. I am a visual bastard after all.
I'm doing well. But summer means traveling a bit which seems to lead to less posting about my smut-filled past. I'm not gone-- just away. All a guy really needs is good back roads, sunshine, a classic vehicle, and an excellent navigational device.
No, not one of those satellite thingies, silly.
More to come. You won't be rid of me so easily, wenches.