Thanks, Jill. In the spirit of evangelical assassination talk, my current
mantra is, "Shoot the fog." No need to be a sharpshooter around here!
S
Blog: http://stephenvincent.durationpress.com
> Thanks Stephen. That weather really got me. Perhaps your fog and my chilly
> air-
> con.
>
> Best,
> Jill
>
>
>> "The coldest winter I ever spent was an August in San Francisco." Mark Twain
>>
>> At five o'clock the "backs" back off
>> Riddle the sky, throw blank stares at each other
>> We don't know why we are here
>> Your ennui not more valuable than mine
>> I dream my heart through roses
>> It's August in San Francisco
>> The fog grips the psyche like an iron vice
>> There's no use to cry "Uncle"
>> No one except the advent of blue and sunshine
>> Will lift one off the mat:
>> It's winter. There's no way out
>> You better die and die a little more
>> If one breathes there will be relief in September
>> Or, head to the high country
>> Give in to neither bad politics
>> Or bad - we got tons of it - weather.
>>
>> Stephen V
>> Blog: http://stephenvincent.durationpress.com
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