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This one is for next week, but the deadlines are piling up here, so I am working fast. Ready in time for a beer on my blue porch. Michiel is at the lumber yard, looking for some old flooring. The boys just set free another mouse that was going crazy inside the trap. And Piffin is in the streetcar, coming back from her math exam. Willem is probably watching TV, after a long day of playing chess, but I don't know. His harddisk broke down, so he can't Skype. I miss him, I have gotten used to chatting with my father-in-law all day long.