White's office at seven forty-five, she said, "Good morning, Mr. Johnson. May I call you Chuck?"I nodded, then after she looked at me, I smiled and sa...d, "Yes ma'am." Okay, sign these papers and I'll show you where your desk is."Once Ms. White had the papers in the folder with my name on it, we went next to her office at a desk that butted up against her office wall. "This will be where you will work most of the time. You will be answering the phone for me, as well as the other normal. When I rose and began clearingaway the plates, she made no further look in my direction. I guessed thatI was right on target. Sam helped clear everything away. "I have to go to the bathroom" I liedand disappeared upstairs. I took out Fred's number and found myselfstaring at the digits absentmindedly. Could I call him? What would I say?The possibility of joining a band overrode my feelings of trepidation."Fred, is that you?" I asked upon hearing someone pick up. "Joan?" he asked."Ah, you. Would it not make her a million years old? Is she hiding among the Cats?”“No, she is not. She became the associate of another “god” if you will; a goddess perhaps. Labels like that mean nothing, yet are helpful to mortals like you both.”The Old Teacher laughed. “She was my first pupil when I still was Baltro, the Teacher and she gained true immortality without any association to the Cat. Deepa is an admiral and she is the commanding officer of NAVINT. As much as you are proud of your Gray Cats. . did this happen? I'm home now, caming on Seabiscuit (chaturbate) the last couple hours, 2:30am now, drinking the beers i was supposed to be drinking at the GNO Marble Door event, finally getting the story down while I'm a bit loopy and safe at home.I had been looking forward to going out, for the first time, in Roz mode.Couple miles from my turn off at Northwest Hwy going south on 75, I noticed something wrong with lights. Dash lights dimming and headlights working or not, could not tell with.