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Monday, November 17, 2008

Local Scuttlebutt

All over town, I hear whispers of snow flurries. This afternoon! Tonight! Definitely Tuesday!

At this time, I'd like to look back fondly at The Blizzard of Aught-Eight.

And knowing what happens here when these winter precipitation rumors start, I'd like to pat myself on the back for buying bread yesterday.
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