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Thursday, March 06, 2003
Blowin� in the wind
It�s been windy here the last couple of days, a nasty cold wind straight from the Gulf of Alaska. Taking Lucy for a walk is like flying a small, dog-shaped kite. You know the old saying about March coming in like a lion & going out like a lamb? I have found, in my nearly nine years in the Northwest, that March actually comes in like a lion, eats the lamb, eats the rest of the livestock for good measure, and goes out like the same lion, only sated, fatter, and somewhat logy.
Of course, you remember what happened the last time we had a good wind here. That�s right. Before and After. And it still looks like that; we have yet to hear a peep from the landlord about putting the damn thing back up. Since we�re going to be moving out in a little while it�s not a hugely big deal, but it does still kinda bug me. Not enough to make me fix it myself, apparently, but I am getting tired of the dirty looks from the neighbors. Oh well.
bmarkey 3/06/2003 06:30:00 PM
