It’s actually “warm” outside today, which is to say one feels a bit less like a soldier in a trench in Ypres in February 1916. Workers with pick-axes are everywhere breaking up the ice left over from last month’s blizzard, and people are actually standing around outdoors without cupping their hands over their ears or appearing generally miserable.
The bad news is that the blogspot ban, now well into its third day, continues, so I can only hope this stuff is actually appearing after I click the Post & Publish button. (A couple of my friends have assured me it’s appearing, but you know how possessive and loving we are about our blogs.)
Work is hard, my back hurts and I wish I weren’t poor. Otherwise, everything is copasetic.
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