There is weirdness on teevee in the morning. NewYorkese bitchiness. My apartment mate's choice. As yours truly does not turn the television on that early.
Or, actually, ever.
It's raining.
Probably a good thing that rather than my normal schedule, this is a work day. The boss is somewhere in the Caribbean on business, and Alexander Haig-like I am in charge.
Won't be off again till Friday.
When it might also rain.
Suburban dingos.
Blah.
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THE SATISFACTION OF HARVESTING
Upon deciding that I needed to get out of the house yesterday afternoon, I took the bus to the top of the hill, got out, loaded my pipe, and...
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