Thursday, May 11, 2006
Thursday, May 11
Morning:
47 degrees, damp, no sun. The red car cut me off in the Dragon. The driver (beard, very thick glasses, confused) looked right at me then yanked the steering wheel to the left while I jammed the brakes. Then the UPS guy farted.
Evening:
49 degrees, dense fog and mist. I snapped the pic while crossing the Mass Ave bridge. Can't even see Beacon Hill. Forecasts through Saturday of next week call for rain every day.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
Now we know what they mean when they say Brown Delivers!
Post a Comment