This is my place to practice writing, let off steam and let people I know into what is going on.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
It is spring!
The yard gnomes are snow free. I pumped air into my bike tires and rode a ways today. Short sleeves, first time since October. I am really really out of shape. The Footless man hired the RAW to do chores in the yard. The results await tomorrows sun. I am tired, It's bedtime.
No one walked down Bleak Street at night—not where hobgoblins hobnobbed, skeletons skulked, vampires vamped, and the dumpster behind the Chinese buffet smelled like zombies.
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