The Red Brick Times

My fellow brickheads;

Thanks be to the brick; for without it where would we beat our heads?

As I witness the fall of civilization and the eclipse of the renaissance I must turn to a more personal and local atrophy. I confess to dropping the ball on winter solstice. In fact, I am surprised to see that daylight is indeed increasing without having performed the ceremonial toast. Is there no GOD?

I am confident that a summer solstice will occur. A time and place will soon be revealed that will not soil my new carpet.

As if the decline and fall of the brickhead generation were not burden enough, I must confess my distress with the floundering of our beloved Friends of Wetlands. Some of you may have noticed that the Fowl.org website mentions an August newsletter that you never received. You may also be distressed with the appearance of my photo on the home page.

I am preparing to correct some small part of the way we heathens represent ourselves.
I have taken the first steps to revise the FOWL web site. I will soon post a beta version of the home page. Let me know if you are interested in providing skills or content to this effort.

Sincerely, Ray AKA cosmic ray AKA cathode ray

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