I am sure, sir, that playing with your own piece sis a continuous source of delight to you. But that does not address the point at all. Never mind.

We are almost 75% of the way to the Great 34,000 mark.

I started another daring, brawny, big-muscled ballad about this chase, but they gather only sneering remarks, chilled disdain, or cool indifference, despite the sweat, art, and inspiration that goes into them. I will leave the huge and frightening dogs curled up in their snowy beds, therefore, ignoring Ma's cracking whip and urgent strident demands for speed. Go with the flow, man, and stay warm.

Meanwhile, the Evil Sprites of Winter have just ruined my week with great swaths of dark gray rain sheeting down in every corner of the county. This is really unacceptable. I think I will move to Southern California.

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