"I Shall Return."

Where were we? I can't believe three months have passed. Your agent, of course, has been a busy man. Too busy, unfortunately, to get to the blogging machine.

The American general, Douglas MacArthur is the apparent source of the title of today's brief entry. However, my friends at Wikipedia note that "I shall return" wasn't uttered as a stand-alone sentence. It was merely part of the larger statement, "I came out of Bataan and I shall return."

Anyway, I've never been to Bataan and I don't know very much at all about military history. I shall, however, return to the blogging machine sometime in August. There's a project to finish up and then a driving vacation to the wilds of Toronto and parts north of there. After that, there will be more tales from the Sack.

The Sack has been a busy place during the last three months. While the usual shenanigans have ensued, there are many new developments to report. Young Doo broke his arm (again) and Weed has grown a beard. Big Doug suffered a major lawn catastrophe and there are several new Sack residents to introduce. Sometimes it's hard to believe the breathtaking excitement that occurs in a suburban setting.

Oscar, however, is still a dink.

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