Travis is turning 20 tomorrow so we're going to have a party. I'm baking a chocolate layer cake, we have 20 candles, birthday plates, balloons and streamers (ha ha). We have a card but no gift - can't think what to get this young fella. We're having his fave - steak and baked potatoes. I think it's nice just to be remembered. His boss, the foreman, is going to let him operate the cat as a b'day present
He said if he didn't get a good meal he was going to get in his truck and go home.
but you're doing such a fab job.
I went easy on Calamity only because of the apparently united Franco German alliance & my need to scout out the ground a bit before firing. Had the lunch lasted longer, I would have evened the score -- so would you I'll bet.
I believe you are presuming of your abilities, my friend, especially when facing fierce opposition..
Well, I hate to burst your bubble, Intrepid, but apparently the new guy is a mysoginist... he won't deign to speak to me except to ask if there's coffee and to say "Thanks for the meal". He also doesn't like my buddy, the camp manager - he just grunts at him or ignores him altogether. So maybe he just doesn't like the camp help.
I guess, it left Francis speechless. I on the other hand........
