Sunday, December 18, 2011

Don't shoot the messenger...

To some, the weather forecasters in Charleston speak in code - eighths,
overcast, blowing snow, drifting snow etc. To some they speak in normal
english and you decide to write it in a notebook in your own code. For
some this code is like mission impossible, it is only decipherable for a
few minutes, after which the meaning of your code has self destructed.
To some it's not even possible to remember which notebook things were
written in, which forecast is the right one.

None the less, the "storm" is here, the forecast and messenger were
right in some ways, and we are eating pancakes and about to have our
first bloody mary of the season...

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