The pic of the dudes packing their bikes up the snowy hill is obviously so yesterday. But where to go from here. It will take a few days to get the new season's theme sorted out. In the meantime, don't be too alarmed. I would never subject you to that background on a permanent basis. Just messin' with your head.
That was the mouse that made its way into my pannier and chowed down on the food I thought I'd secured on the first overnighter of last spring. 70% scared, 30% pissed. Could be a little less scared, a little more pissed, I'll admit. Sucker'll probably chew through my jugular while I'm sleeping at some point, in revenge for blinding him with the flash. I should probably worry, but I can't let fear rule my life.
22.April: Editing in the historical context . . .
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Ahhhhh, my eyes!
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I'm proud to say that I slept through that 38% pissed mouse in a Ten-Fidy stupor.
Ahhhhh, my eyes!
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Thought I was having one of those flashbacks they warned me about in the 70s...
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