Vee haf schno, ya? We had some snow this afternoon that (yay!) fortunately covered up the sleet and freezing rain that preceded it but (boo!) is sure to be slickern snot in the morning because the temp will be in the teens. Right now (11:11 p.m.) the wind is fairly roaring out there and it is a sound I love hearing while being grateful I'm inside where it's warm.
Might as well talk about the weather. It's a nice, safe topic. But seriously, I love the wind. And the stars too. How about that Mars and Venus this autumn. (Actually, they're planets but you know. And autumn my ass. This is winter, dude. It might make Chicagoans yawn but it'll do here until the real thing comes. Just hope and pray nobody freezes helplessly because the oil companies and the monopolists decided they weren't making enough profit. As I say, might as well talk about the weather.)
Speaking of Chicago, an airplane ran a stoplight at 55th Street and Cicero (was it Central?) tonight. Seriously, it was gnarly there for a minute, but incredibly no one was killed* and only the poor souls in one or two cars were hurt. The passengers were unharmed. Amazing.
CORRECTION: A 6-year-old boy, a passenger in a car, was killed, and eight people in all were injured. I am truly sorry to hear of the tragedies.
I'm reading Hitler's Niece by Ron Hansen. It is a worthwhile read, bei mir. Und Froehliche Weinachten, Schatze.
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