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I'm looking down from my living room window at the 5-foot snowdrift that buries my grill. It's maybe 10 degrees out and they're calling for another foot of accumulation in the Boston metro area before 6 PM. The Governor has declared a state of emergency and the Mayor has blockaded himself in his command bunker and he's telling us all to stay home.
For some reason I find myself thinking back fondly to a couple of college trips to Jamaica. It ain't fitten out there for man nor beast. Good day not to be workin'.
No real point to this post; just biding the time until noon when I can start drinking in earnest.
Ed
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