I suspect the results will be seen here as a series of posts over the next few days.
Now I'm off to fulfill my promises, take some pictures and freeze my ass off in the elements (-5 degrees, -19 with the windchill).
And Pooter says to tell you "hi" but that she is uninterested in witty banter of any and all sorts.
"Yeah, nice to see you too. Now shower me with affection or get the fuck out" is what I like to call this look:
*Gratuitous Pooter pic for my lovely gal over at wide lawns.Until later, my frozen little globs of cat food-flavored ice cream.