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As coach used to say, we're making the adjustments. Unlike our countrymen on the National side. Miss the Brooklyners terribly. Brooklyners, send pickles, bialys and tidings.

Big time doings in Travis Heights. Chicken party at Chez Newmans, with G. Beck and the flaming parts of yard bird:





Cocktails at the neighbors, that's Butter, a little Higgins. That might be a guayabera union suit.


CoCo Mooker, Sweetheart of the Rodeo, in her racy lioness dress.


Roar roar like a dungeon dragon.





CoCo B. Ware gets here tomorrow for a great picture hanging and general check in. First time in country, should be a hoot.

Meanwhile, we've discovered you can't negotiate with a terrorist. Miss Minnow only interested in sitting on her rice, calling Honduras.

Smells like Fantasy Football in here.