The worst part of a treacherous drive home through six inches of snow? Knowing I'd have to shovel once I actually got home. Diego-san and Thompson watched me shovel the snow from the living room picture window. I could tell by the looks on their faces they were wondering why their dinner was being delayed by my ever silly behavior.
Friday, February 27, 2009
The Snow Blows
The worst part of a treacherous drive home through six inches of snow? Knowing I'd have to shovel once I actually got home. Diego-san and Thompson watched me shovel the snow from the living room picture window. I could tell by the looks on their faces they were wondering why their dinner was being delayed by my ever silly behavior.
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Dinner delayed? That's not good. Humans always make strange excuses.
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