Well, the snow isn't actually falling right now. But the white stuff that piled up night before last is still mostly with us. And between the ice scraper and the busted old windshield wipers I couldn't quite clear the frost from the glass this morning, making the short drive to church a true exercise of faith (and road-memory).
But now we're back, and Da Chimpz are stuffing themselves with chocolates and candies. Bach's St. Matthew's Passion blasts on the sound system. A gigantic ham fills the oven. The sun shines as it hasn't done in a while around here. And in Port St. Lucie Mrs. Brown had a marital spat that attracted police attention.
Deputies say she chased her fleeing husband around the yard and tried to run over him about 20 times. Nicholas Brown tried to stop his wife by throwing a brick at the windshield.This is why Fark makes such excessive use of its "Florida" tag.
Ah, the music is on so loud I can hear while I sit upstairs. Very nice...
"Hey, this music doesn't sound right."
"Whatsamatter, you think CD is baroque?"