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October 30, 2006

If I still drank, I’d be pulling hard and fast from the Lemon Hart right about now. Three inches of the white stuff accumluated over the weekend. That’s enough to make a guy wish he had a problem. Wish he had an addiction to lean against and cuddle up to on those cold, blustery November nights. Little bit of latter-era Dylan on the stereo, white fuzz outside, Justine on the arm, hot toddys going down oh-so-right. Maybe poke a head out the front door and shudder back in, turn the furnace up, have a short nap on the couch wrapped in that fleece blanket that feels like Sunday heaven. If we’re brave, take the dog for a run and let her roll around in the beautiful white like we used to. Perhaps turn in a bit early and swaddle our asses in that down quilt, rub some legs together. Sounds downright bearable. Even noble.

Take care out there today, E-Towners. Give yerself some extra time to get to work or school. Try to enjoy this dump of white. It’s quite gorgeous, actually.

Vignette #124

2 reader comments (closed)

1

Handel

I think you should start drinking again. I liked you better when you were drinking. No offense, of course.

Oct 30, 2006 • 10:08

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Gravel

Thanks, Handel. Thanks for the support.

Oct 30, 2006 • 14:25

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