Monday, June 14, 2010

PT View

Here's the view from my room in Port Townsend. It's a cool little town, kinda small.

'Twas true what they wrote - last night at approximately 3 a.m. I was approached by a ghostly apparition - apparently one of the working gals that once lived here. She asked me if I knew someone named Ethel Lapinsky. I said no, and then she turned into a druken sailor and disappeared. Go figure...

1 comment:

  1. i always wondered what ethel had been up to. glad she's still kicking