Sire! What rains become? Foul weather?
Be calmed now. Tis nothing boy, but the pleasant sound of distant thunder.
Right. This might be among the last blogs for awhile. I'm going to Mexico , or Cuba, I forget. But I am taking my daughter who's never been on a plane or even a big bus before. I'm going to ride horses with Leslie. We'll snorkle, and I will finish two novels while she goes about the business of a 20-yr old cute white girl with no understanding of Spanish.
Be gone about a month if it sucks and I won't come back at all if I like it. Readers of this blog are entitled to a free copy of Ferocious Hosts--One Day on the Life of the Accidental Newfoundlander. But only if you email before the plane leaves: 6:30 NST Thursday April 22, 2004.
Right.
12:08:40 PM 
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