2. Rain forecasted all week.
3. Spent thirty minutes picking up twenty pounds of sodden dog shit (and more than a few bottle caps) from the backyard.
4. Returned home from Wisconsin to find evidence that mice had been active.
5. Put away gloves and hats.
6. Window planter status: basil gave up already, chives lagging, cilantro and parsley kicking ass.
7. Took the dog for his biannual haircut.
8. Something green is poking up in the backyard.
9. This kick-ass poster for the upcoming Cherry Bomb, compliments of colleague T (whose fine work has graced this blog before)
It might be a little too early to fire up the dot matrix printer and print off a big banner that reads WELCOME HOME SPRING, but perhaps next week. Or, as the printer would say,
SCREECH SCREECH SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SCRREEEEE CREAK CREECH SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SCREEEEECH SCREECH.
I giggled FAR too long at the printer noise. Also, how dare you schedule the next Cherry Bomb for the one day this semester that I've agreed to sub for a colleague? I'm still going to try to make it, though. What time do the readings generally end?
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