We are not going to talk about Edna’s special today. Suffice, that woman is about as… well, her and that Rumplestiltzkat have a lot in common. Hot and sweet are a popular combination I understand. But some kinds of spicy sneak up on ya, and you’re half-way through your third bite when your taste buds pull the fire alarm on you and you have no option but to beg for a merciful death.

Yeah, we aren’t going to say any more.

Hudson, though, man, he was packing it away. He’s like his Dad in that regard: Big Guy, Big Stomach.

Hudson was also in a good mood. It seems that before he headed this way  he ordered a custom bicycle that actually fit him. It’s…big. It looks almost like a prop from a cartoon, like a regular mountain bike got over inflated. All the metal on the frame is almost three inches in diameter, the wheels look like they were stolen from a motorcycle, and the handle bars looks like the sort of boomerang you would hunt dinosaurs with. To go with it, he ordered an eight foot long, one wheeled tow-behind trailer. The trailer is intended for cross-country bike enthusiasts, which means it looks light and sleek. Towed behind his bike, it looks like a delicate children’s toy. Already, several parents have had to reign in their gawking teenage children who seemed a bit shocked at the appearance of our own Jolly Green Giant.

Hudson has asked that folks please refer to him by Hudson, and not any of his old nicknames. “I left. I grew. I came back. You grew too. Let us remember that,” he said to a former associate who had greeted him with a boyhood appellation.

In other news, a state road crew was attacked overnight with bolas make of horseshoes and blackberry vine. The identity of the culprit is under investigation, but county officials speaking on condition of anonymity believe that this is not The Scout Master, but someone trying to cause mischief and pin it on our well regarded delusional wildman. The Sheriff’s office is following all leads.