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is the antithesis of the elderly Crankyland.
Job well done.
Now, we'll never know who got topsies. Ciao, Hammy. Ciao, ex-man.
While the rest of you toil away in your drab and gray little cubicles surrounded by mementos of greatness past, I'll be off riding in the 80-degree heat of late-summer days. But don't worry, I'll be thinking of all of you - and yes, even of Mal, as she laments the loss of her beloved snow this coming winter.
I've been here for about 3 weeks now, and have yet to see a drop of rain or even a cloud (or a cubicle, for that matter). The days are warm and bright. I've heard this should keep up until the beginning of November. If I lament the loss of snow, I'll deserve to be beaten about the head with a heavy stick. At least I won't have to shovel the rain.
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