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course, coffee stout, which to my chagrin, I cannot get in cans in the summer time. They Elliott Beitons to put their IPAs and their sort of summer light beers out. And those of us who would rather drink nothing but dark beer have the problem of having to actually come into the bar and sit down to drink our beer. But anyway, that was nice and I've been sitting here concocting yet another story, deciding whether I want to go to the bother of writing the thing. And other than that, not a lot going on, Scott has finally gotten over whatever creeping crud he had. And I am sighing with relief. We might actually get to church this Sunday for the first Sunday in a month. So that would be good. Anyway, 73, oh and don't forget that my art is always on display.