Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Screw you, winter!

A mere 36 hours ago, this was mostly ce-ment pad and dead grass.

I am sorely tempted to move to the Cayman Islands and launder drug money. One more winter like this, and I will! (OK, I'm kidding, there's no need for woolly hand-knits in the Caribbean, so I won't go. But that doesn't mean I can't fantasize about it!)

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