Balz had two great patrols and managed to sink 60,000 BRT on his last patrol. This included the Rodney.
Disaster struck yesterday. Had to take computer to the shop. Diagnosis, damaged hard drive has to go and I've lost everything on it. I've had the computer 5 weeks. Grrrrr.
So I called Balz and said, "You have to move back in time and start from scratch."
"You miserable scribbler,"' Balz yelled. "You treat your characters like dirt. You send them into danger, you create problems for them and then send them back in time? Outrageous!!
"Pipe down, Balzie," I said in the soothing tone I use to deal with characters outraged by what they have to do in a story. "We'll have party while we wait and you can wear a tuxedo and impress the ladies."
"All right," Balz grumbled. "But, I call it a dinner suit." Balz assumed a heroic pose. First one must wear correct underwear." He then hoisted on a pair of red boxer shorts with golden Teddy bears high enough to reach his chest. He tucked his shirt into the shorts and put his trousers on.
"Your shorts are showing, " I said.
Balz flipped the top of the shorts over his belt. "Shorts? That's my coverbuns."
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Balz reports will resome once I get the 'puter back and GWX reloaded.
