I spent a good part of the day getting to DeRidder LA, a small town literally in the middle of nowhere. There are no major highways coming into town. I stay on the Texas side for as long as possible, since the speed limit is 70 in Texas and 55 in Louisiana. This means I end up on small winding roads with an occasional house, certainly no stores or gas stations. I always worry that I'll have a flat tire. I am capable of changing one, but, just between us, I prefer not to!

I'll be here for a couple of days, visiting paper mills. I'll get home a few hours after the Professor leaves for a dive trip to the Phillipines. This happens to us fairly often.

I am anxiously awaiting a call from Guppyman to tell me the results of Stormii's MRI. I frankly can't think about much else.

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I went to dinner, and Guppy called me while I was eating. Stormii has been referred to another doctor, this one in the famous Houston medical center. No one seems to think that her life is in danger or anything, but this doctor thought it was beyond his abilities. It may well be that the cysts can be drained, but Dr. #1 thought that in case surgery will be needed, Dr. #2 should do the dye injection and get all the information first hand. Dr. #1 seems to think the cyst is attached to the kidney, and asked Stormii to let him know how it works out. Apparently a cyst this size is pretty rare. I could hear Stormii in the background saying "I'm a freak of nature!"

She is one of a kind, but hardly a freak.

To illustrate just how much she is one of a kind, Stormii is not going to Dr. #2 until after the 15th because .... you won't believe this ... she has inventory on the 15th. Do you hear that, Stormii's bosses? Would any of you be so dedicated? They had better bring her a steady stream of mocha lattes and bon bons, and give her a huge raise.

I guess we need your prayers for another week.