The MARTY's over
MARTY REPORT
There were those of us, who, by trial and error, managed to solve the puzzle of fortress McCulloch, a street than runs in an east-west direction. No entrance from the east, no entrance from the west, both guarded with huge iron gates. My navigator suggested we drive down the next (parallel) street and get close to the same house number and scale the fence there. Much to our relief, as we approached the number, we spotted a place where the drawbridge had been left down over the moat. We had arrived. Upon entering the MARTY castle we found that others were not quite so lucky as we and the MARTY cellphone navigation system was in full swing guiding those poor lost souls to their target.
A guided tour of the palace was professionally handled with only one small heart attack from ascending the stairs to the second floor. Tres magnific.
A splendiferous display of foodstuffs that would tempt the strictest dieter was ready for the gobbling, and gobble we did.
Egg Report: Due to the reduction in labor hours from 5 to 3 the cost of deviled eggs has been significantly reduced. The chef did report that due to the lack of a “dinger” (timer to you) some eggs were cooked 15 – 20 minutes, some 5 – 10. Only those of us with the most sophisticated palates noticed the difference. Dividends for the deviled egg company will be cut so that funds may be set aside for future purchase of a “dinger.”
The “throwing of the cards” began with Marta and Fox assuming their rightful positions as reigning champions at table 1 North/South. Obviously every one was out to get them, including their teammates, as they did not fare well. Ms. Mann and Rick won the first two matches and appeared to be a shoe-in for the win. While Rick grabbed half of the ill-gotten booty and tried to make a getaway, he was tackled in the front yard by the stronger (physically) half of the “real” winning (58 vs 56) team of Vince and Barbi and the loot was retrieved.
There were those of us, who, by trial and error, managed to solve the puzzle of fortress McCulloch, a street than runs in an east-west direction. No entrance from the east, no entrance from the west, both guarded with huge iron gates. My navigator suggested we drive down the next (parallel) street and get close to the same house number and scale the fence there. Much to our relief, as we approached the number, we spotted a place where the drawbridge had been left down over the moat. We had arrived. Upon entering the MARTY castle we found that others were not quite so lucky as we and the MARTY cellphone navigation system was in full swing guiding those poor lost souls to their target.
A guided tour of the palace was professionally handled with only one small heart attack from ascending the stairs to the second floor. Tres magnific.
A splendiferous display of foodstuffs that would tempt the strictest dieter was ready for the gobbling, and gobble we did.
Egg Report: Due to the reduction in labor hours from 5 to 3 the cost of deviled eggs has been significantly reduced. The chef did report that due to the lack of a “dinger” (timer to you) some eggs were cooked 15 – 20 minutes, some 5 – 10. Only those of us with the most sophisticated palates noticed the difference. Dividends for the deviled egg company will be cut so that funds may be set aside for future purchase of a “dinger.”
The “throwing of the cards” began with Marta and Fox assuming their rightful positions as reigning champions at table 1 North/South. Obviously every one was out to get them, including their teammates, as they did not fare well. Ms. Mann and Rick won the first two matches and appeared to be a shoe-in for the win. While Rick grabbed half of the ill-gotten booty and tried to make a getaway, he was tackled in the front yard by the stronger (physically) half of the “real” winning (58 vs 56) team of Vince and Barbi and the loot was retrieved.
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