Friends

Real ones, not the perky and hyper-witty TV kind. Not that mine aren’t that way, at least once in a while. We got back from China Camp in Marin on Labor Day after a few days camping with our fellow villagers. These folks are quite a crew and we are lucky to have them as a regular part of our lives. I know you're looking for the punch line but there won't be one, at least in this paragraph. I've been blessed throughout this life with great friends all along the journey. Most, if not all of them, have made appearances here for the last year and a half. A common trait is the ability to take a joke, but there is a hell of a lot more to it than that. They've seen me through some tough times. I'm a lucky guy.

If you're looking for the usual snark, it hasn't gone away. It's just resting.