Jordan and I are most relieved to have made it through the Radio Club Holiday Dinner. I spaced out and didn’t beg for help among all the other nonsense going on. There are a couple of annual awards and a radio raffle still hanging too. But the party went off and was, by most accounts, a great success.
Today, Jordan and I have been resting and trying to stay out of trouble’s way. It was gray and threatening for a while but it’s cleared off if still cold.
Eric was glad to see me a week later … the shortest time between haircuts either of us can remember. He is convinced a $100 bill will fit under the door if I need to just drop money off on my way by 
… he looked at the cut on my cheek and took a few minutes to coach me a little. I’d pretty figured out the up-and-down only concept but he added some other thoughts. A better shave this afternoon.
Off to a sort-of radio thing, the commission’s having an informal get together and Gene’s announcement as volunteer of the year hit the little paper that arrived today.