damn smarch weather.
actually it’s kind of nice. it snows.
and then sleets.
and yesterday it was warm and sunny.
tomorrow elves will be falling from the sky and they will give you a pretzel if you catch them before they run away.
see, it’s never boring in smarch.
how about that great donald rumsfeld quote?
uncle rummy ‘i never said “”immediate threat””‘
mr journalist ‘well, sir you did, right here, one year ago, “”immediate threat””‘
uncle rummy ‘well, i, uh, you, um, meant, pretzels, ass, penis, ur, um, etc’
good old uncle rummy put on the spot.
i know it’s unbecoming for a gentleman to take pleasure in another man’s discomfort, but herr rummsfeld is such an arrogant jerk it does the heart good to see him publicly confronted with one of his lies.
but enough about politics, let’s get back to the weather(see, i’m a man of many interests. no, i’m a simpleton.).
ok, weather.
did i mention it’s snowing.?
snow is nice.
unless you’re the donner party.
then it is not nice.
-moby