Good Friday Edition

Well, Good Friday again. I never have understood how this could be a good day, especially since it ended pretty badly with the Roman's botching up yet another opportunity to keep the peace in Jerusalem. Just like the headlines of today which come from that nasty region on a daily basis. Whenever I read that part of the New Testament, I'm always pulling for Pilate to do the right thing as if he can do anything different.

Today, the morning papers were in the front yard as usual at 0600. The only thing different was the box I found on the porch which contains the new battery charger for the Barco. Joy!

Our guests should be here in about nine hours, and I wish that some of our single readers could be coming out, too.

We have ice cream!.

And an eight pound leg o' lamb for Easter dinner. It will be marinaded tomorrow in Indian spices (The Hindu kind) and soaked in a yogurt paste just prior to grilling on Weber charcoal. We are very fortunate here at the Serengetti Spa and Veldt Lounge, and very thankful.

The following is a message to our friends trapped in the occupied zone(Orange Park):

The Chair is by the wall... John has a long mustache... Dinner is on Sunday afternoon... call for times...

There is fishing, boating and the Jacksonville Zoo coming up for the weekend.

And Russians.

And two Mom's under one roof.

Aarrgh, interesting times! Can you say Carmenere? Sure, I knew you could...

Have a great Easter, everyone.