Now it rains.
It's raining harder now than it ever did during the hurricane.
And now the fragile cellular and land line phones are out of commission again.
Figures.
Mom and Dad, don't worry about the snow blower any time soon. There's no rush.
A light, airy, effervescent, blog of grave consequence. (NOT!) Dedicated to those of us who must respond to negative stimuli by Chernobyling (entombing in concrete) our innermost thoughts.
A semi-gruntled corporate reliability engineer trying to make ends meet while keeping my wife happy, and myself out of the asylum.
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