Low Pressure
5 December 1998
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...Wow! It's really coming down out there! I'm not going outside in this weather, no way... I'll just get some food delivered... back to this Jane Austen novel... wow, these English aristocrats were really thoughtless about their servants...
Ha ha. Thank you, I'll be here all month.
It is kind of cool, though. 10 minutes ago the sky was dumping water right hard straight down as fast as it possibly could. From the echoes in the air shaft I was starting to wonder if it had filled up and would start pouring in through the kitchen window. And now - nothing. Complete dead stillness, not even the sounds of wind.
I was napping and I dreamed that the bears got smart. This was not good news for us. There weren't that many of them but they were big, they had nice long claws and big pointy teeth and no strategic goals of any kind, except to kill humans and wreck their stuff, because the bears have been pretty pissed off with us for a while. The only people they hesitated to kill were old ladies, especially grumpy old ladies. Because, like I said, the bears got smart.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
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