Dennis

I went to high school with a boy named Dennis Dale Delaney - most people called him Dale. We spent a lot of time together trying to stay out of trouble, drinking and in general just having fun. When I was aggrevated by Dale, I would call him Dennis just to agitate him. Well Dennis is back to agitate me but in the form of a hurricane. I will be leaving here shortley to go back to work. I plan on sleeping there for the next 2 nights and working 12 hour shifts for the next 2 days. Joe, as usual, thinks this possibly category 4 hurricane is no big deal, and plans on staying at the house with Marcus and possibly our nephew, Kris. So I will be about 4 miles away worrying if the backyard trees fell into the pool or the front yard trees fell into the house and are my boys OK, while trying to do my job. Dennis is still aggrevating me!!!

By the way, have I mentioned the wedding is 6 weeks from today?

This will probably be my last blog for a little bit - take care!