Another Monday
Here it is Monday again, and I've been up since 5:30 listening to the wind whipping through, cavorting among the tree limbs, and attacking the flappaflappa... That's what Charlie calls the sheet of plastic he tucked in over the windshield of the Dentra after Wednesday night when some cockabloodyimbecile* smashed it in just for giggles. The glass place I go to will on this occasion come here to replace it but couldn't do it until today. I am hoping that the wild winds we expect all day won't... Sign in to see full entry.