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Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Boot Scoot Snow Charm
The secret to nabbing a snow day when the weather turns out to be not nearly as history-making as the weather mavens declare: wear your pajamas inside-out in the accepted snow-day-wish fashion and do the boot scootin' boogie for your snow dance. Now you know.
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Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.
A little late. My snow days are all behind me and not just in the way I move my behind.
ReplyDeleteI doubt that anybody can boot scoot quite like a long, lean thirteen.
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