It is a confusing time with no real gravitational pull of any event.
St Croix is 11 days and whatever demon is in me will melt away.
I need Spring, warmth, leaves and green grass.
So Far
I haven't been in a winter funk, but I can feel one brewing deep.
It is a confusing time with no real gravitational pull of any event.
St Croix is 11 days and whatever demon is in me will melt away.
I need Spring, warmth, leaves and green grass.
It is a confusing time with no real gravitational pull of any event.
St Croix is 11 days and whatever demon is in me will melt away.
I need Spring, warmth, leaves and green grass.
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
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Sounds to me like somebody needs to have a chili dog.
And right away.
And a frosty footed pilsner glass full of handmade dark beer with a good full inch of head on it.
And some Beatles. Dear Prudence will do.
And a good long chat with an old dog.
And then watch the 'Niners win the Sooper Bowl.
And then another one of those beers.
Rinse and repeat.
I'm certainly in one, I fear the responsibility of having to start cutting lawn again with a very, very used up mower. A 45' sailboat just sold for 22,000 in St Croix....I was watching on E-bay!
I'm fighting mine off this winter so far too. (Might be the Mega D3 supplements I'm taking... and the ever-changing weather. And the fact that a trip to Arizona is 9 days away...)
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