Pre Costco
Jan. 14th, 2007 09:58 amI'm on my way out. The streets I can see from my terrace are clear but the parking lot is still boasting snow and, I suspect since it has been a good 14 hours since the last flake fell, a layer of ice.
Gratefully, since the Tree That I Hate is naked, I have an excellent view.
I must remember to revisit this entry next August when it is hot and that damn tree is blocking my view. This is such a wonderful time of year.
I don't often remember my dreams and I rarely have bad ones but last night I had a doozy. A giant explosion off in the hills released a gigantic cloud of smoke and then a huge tidal wave of water heading our way. I woke up and went back to sleep telling myself that drowning was still a better way to die than burning...
Ok. The game is about to start and I'm off to Costco. Later...
Gratefully, since the Tree That I Hate is naked, I have an excellent view.
I must remember to revisit this entry next August when it is hot and that damn tree is blocking my view. This is such a wonderful time of year.
I don't often remember my dreams and I rarely have bad ones but last night I had a doozy. A giant explosion off in the hills released a gigantic cloud of smoke and then a huge tidal wave of water heading our way. I woke up and went back to sleep telling myself that drowning was still a better way to die than burning...
Ok. The game is about to start and I'm off to Costco. Later...
