I’m in the habit of checking the forecast on Sunday night to see how evil the week is going to be. This Wednesday is apparently going to be a steaming ninety-six degrees without any sunlight:
Sweltering while basking in the light of an astronomically impossible full moon — that’s not gonna be good.
Whenever I see the staring red eye of my voicemail light I think, “if you really loved me, you’d send me email.” I had to deal with the light when I went in to the office today. The message I heard contained possibly the longest and most clueless stringing together of buzzwords ever in one [...]
There is a guy in shiny red spandex, a gold cape, and bug-eyed goggles flailing away at something in the butcher’s shop across the street.
I’m not leaving the house without my digital camera ever again.
He’s being filmed. Before this, he was standing around on the sidewalk sipping coffee and wearing a black polarfleece jacket. [...]
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