Memories of Ireland . . . . .

I ran across this picture today of our travel group in Ireland.  I’m playing a little guitar in  the pub that was in our hotel.  What fun we had on that trip.  I’d love to go back there . . . . ah, dreams . . . got to keep them alive.  ■  Paid property taxes today.  I’d like to see the taxes drop.  We pay far too much up here.  ■  I worked today and will work tomorrow.  Saturday night we have a gig.  It should be fun.  ■  Again . . . time for bed.  Night.