The temperature is getting colder. Rain becomes sleet; sleet becomes the "wintry mix"; the mix becomes snow. Snow accumulates. Accumulated snow can only mean one time:
Jim begins growing his winter beard! (This is the point when my Mom cringes.)
In what has become a tradition since I have been an RHD were in Oshkosh, I will start growing a beard beginning with the first measurable snowfall of the year and ending on Good Friday. The weather this week is looking good for some snow. We'll see what happens.
Wordle Poetry Month: Day 15
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*Them Next Doors, Amirite?*
You tried to shame me
and chase me off this great porch
won't mince words: *fuck you*
*here are the rules*
*and beware ...
2 years ago
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