Marsh and Melons

Hullo All! I am in Memphis, Tennessee right now and still trying to figure out what in the name of Hector (a Gerry Crisp saying) I'm doing here. It's very nice where we are staying but I have yet to find any hippie stores and so that makes it a little sad. I have made more hemp things here than I have in four months at home! Anyway, I had wanted to blog sooner and tell all of my faithful readers that my Fay-like little brother bought a marshmellow gun. Though he is a close friend of Mr. Willie Wonka himself that is not from whom he received it. He bought it at a fair that he and my father went to a few moons ago. Yes, a marshmellow gun which shoots out real marshmellows, which hit real people. Now do you all see why I am so crazy?! But I love life, and that makes all the difference. I love you all and my crazy family!