Friday, September 10, 2010

The Message Was Clear

The courier pigeon landed on the sill with the straight to the point message: 'Mr. Cranmer. We need you.' I looked around. Not even a Mrs. Peel waiting in a Lotus Elan. Just time to leave, son. So, I have scheduled some BTAP-related posts but it may be a week or two before I'm back in the swing of commenting faithfully again.

14 comments:

Mike Wilkerson said...

Must be the season. Happy trails, partner.

Ron Scheer said...

Be well. Everything will still be here when you get back.

Leah J. Utas said...

Those who are called must go. Safe journey.

Reb said...

We'll try not to make a mess while you are gone. Safe journey.

pattinase (abbott) said...

Damn, I hate these times. You're like my third kid.

Oscar said...

We'll keep the pot warm.

Alyssa Goodnight said...

You will be missed, David.

Brian Drake said...

Wow, such a mysterious message. You must be out saving the world for democracy. If you bump into my father, who's a good company man, say hello for me.

Randy Johnson said...

We'll keep the place warm.

David Barber said...

Agent Cranmer, it seems you have accepted your mission.

Take care, mate. We'll be here waiting.

Charles Gramlich said...

Ve vill allow eet.

David Cranmer said...

Thanks everyone for the kind words and e-mail. So far, so good.

Frank Bill said...

Take care and talk soon! Hope the tunes come in handy.

David Cranmer said...

Enjoying the music immensely.