Minnesota 'Clave

Kicked back in the shade of an ancient oak close by a stream with
too many names drinkin' Schell Zommerfest (because Bob is a beer
elitist who won't drink Budweiser ;-) right out of the bottle and
shootin' the breeze with Cyli and Bob. I posted a pic to abpf.

Kudos to Clavemeister Cyli. Clave Central was a gorgeous little
piece of real estate, she had excellent Minnesota DNR maps for
all attendees, a spare cigarette for a moocher, an easy-going
attitude about Kipper the Hound and she proved to be a most
gracious hostess. In keeping with roff tradition I taught the
first time Clavemeister the secret Clavemeister handshake and
shared my opinion that the best thing about being a Clavemeister
is that you never have to do it again. ;-)

Kipper the Hound and I both had a great time. TR to follow when
I catch up around here.

--
Ken Fortenberry