He just e-mailed me (you can reach him at his G-Mail addy, ya know) to talk about lighting up the tops of oak trees on his dad's property, etc. Sounds happy to be of help to his dad and appears to be having a blast (at night after the moving chores, anyway).
I miss him too. So, I toasted him then I let the chickens out. Then I toasted him again. "Here's to ya rags; ya friendly, funny, forefather of fenetic freedom." Then...I toashted him again! I kinda got tired lol and laid down in the back yard for a little nap.
No what? From this angle? They do look like ostriches.