Winifred Windshield here, but you can call me Winnie, reporting from exciting Clam Gulch.

The gangs all here at Clam Gulch for our pre-xchursions....a bit crowded but not noticed by our enterprising TUSHee's. Don and Diana have set up a souvenir shop selling clam shell corn-on-the-cob holders and napkin rings. Peggy and Jerry are butt sore from riding Sadie, their mule all the long way from Texas. Jerry seems out of pain's way now, happily sipping from a box-o-wine.

My wheel barrow lost it's wheel crossing the pipeline but I caught a ride with Arlene and Gil in their chevy from the levy...Meezer Mom saved the day with Gato-aid. Gary and Alan are checking out the outhouse while Anne and Denise are rounding up talent for tonight's non-entertainment.

We had to cancel Betty k's block party, unfortunately I lost the mortar and trowels on the pipeline.

Don and Michele have adapted splendidly considering having to leave their new penthouse. Have to admire Don for his spot on retirement planning.

Signing off for now. Anne just brought me a cranberry and Ripple cocktail....Cripple.

Winnie