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Mud. Everywhere. Its not warm enough to evaporate puddles, so we go from lakes to puddles to thick sticky mud that has staying power. That's Q on the right. It's cold and damp and cloudy here. So is my mood. Our CSM back home sent us some musical instruments so I'll post a pic soon of us using them. Its Kind of cold to hang out so it may take awhile GW. We have the Father of Skull Nation in country and hope to see him soon. Too bad only John and I know him. That will be cool. I picture him tearing up the FOB on a Harley...KT out