Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Exclamations of disgust

Somehow we hit a dryish spot in the soggy day for the usual walk; it waas cut short by looming black clouds and a kicked-up wind. Even the chickens put aside their differences to huddle close together against the damp chill.
The GOP presidential candidate is a crazy, sour old man; even my mother, formerly a lifelong Repub, remarked at his negative whiny tone. The evening went down the drain in increasingly heavy rain, we were not even a bit tempted to an evening walk.

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