Tuesday, March 4, 2008

In Which I Beg Forgiveness

Poor Tree. I misunderstood you. Texass is a fucked up place, and you have ever right to pick your own seasons.

So yeah, after several days of 65, 70, 80 degree weather, we had a feisty wind and thunderstorm. The next day it snowed, sleeted, and was all around nasty. Today it is 70 degrees.

I am so sorry, you poor poor tree.

Now I'm going to make a tinfoil hat and walk to my voting location.

2 comments:

  1. so...what are you gonna do about it? ...people talk about the weather all the time and NO ONE does anything about it! you should do something about it! I would vote for YOU if you would.

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  2. Rigel flew across the room? Dosen't he do that all the time or did I miss something? Yes, texas sucks... thats why I live not just in Florida, but in Orlando.

    "Orlando: Better than where you are"

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