When I tried the suggestions, I seemed to hit the ball a little farther and a lot straighter.While we were hitting, Jim drove up in a golf cart with a...other gentleman. They got out and walked over. He said, "Michael Rooker, meet Phil Jackson and John Kegler. Phil... Michael. John... Michael." Nice to see you again, Michael," I said."Again?" Michael asked."I doubt you remember me but I have a picture of you and me on the patio at the Hotel del Coronado from last July," I told him. I could see. We had the fuel to guard and we had corn planted too so someone was always out there. The girls rotated occasionally. We kept in touch with CB radios which seemed to go a long way now that most radio and TV was gone. With my fake tits, I was no longer afraid of going outside and helping.Power was intermittent now for everyone. It was over a year since the collapse of civilization. We had a few hours of electricity scheduled each night.We had electricity all the time at the house, well sort of.. Oh man! I can't imagine what is going to happen on Monday." He was laughing and shaking his head. "Who were those girls anyway?"Marcie finally had an opportunity to say something. "Amanda Johnson and Becky Pederson, I don't know the other two." Well, what's their problem?" Jason wasn't going to let go.Marcie looked at Emma and then replied, "Amanda and Becky both tried out to be cheerleaders last year but didn't make the team. They have been rude to both of us ever since. I'm told that they are. " How so, Milord?" the knight asked."I brought him along in case the honey chute opened above ground rather than in a box."The knight almost laughed aloud, but instead put his hand over his mouth."What's he laughing for?" Rachel asked."Wilven would have had to crawl up the sewer pipe and through the privy seat to get inside." That's disgusting." It would be better than crawling through a running sewer pipe, or walking through some of the streams around most towns."As they waited, they saw.