Today I discovered that a few days ago this blog was featured on the blog of the keeper of Photo Dave's Yellow Chalk. For any of you who spent time at Calvin Crest, Photo Dave would be the guy who snapped camp photos while frantically chasing his always-running-off-on-something-rolling child, marking up the basketball court with chalk, herding stray campers and screaming (at the top of his lungs) "What do you get when you cross a....??!!!" jokes to make people laugh through half-terrified smiles. That would also be the individual who married a beautiful friend and also former team-mate, Lyndsay who inspires me even from a distance. He was, for a time, my red-headed counter-part on a summer team with Cleave. And for those of you who are thoroughly lost, his name is Cory.

But his little blurb about my blog made me realize I need to explain Uncle Fritz. I will have to comment on my felon former-students later.

So tomorrow (I am unable to explain the beauty of Uncle Fritz at this time) I will explain Uncle Fritz who lives in a small village in the foothills of the Black Forest.

And the "something" I do in Hollywood? It just really can't be explained so "something" works quite nicely, actually.....until tomorrow....or my computer gets fixed...whichever comes first.