Tuesday, April 24, 2007
The Night of the Day that Wouldn't End
Yes, we had more tornado sirens this evening. I'm getting kinda tired of this business of going to the innermost room of the house and waiting. And tonight, as my mom and I grab flashlights and purses, the dog's leash and candles, what does my dad get? A glass of wine and some Cheetos. Further proof that he is a spy.
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whilst perusing the infinite letdowns of blockbuster, we came across a movie called Volcano In New York (or something to that effect). now that's one for global warming!
don't miss the tornadoes, but i miss Ned. give him a big ups from Al Frankin.
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