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Wowzers, rain
January 4, 2008
It’s raining a crazy amount out here. Seppo is at the optometrist, and I’m waiting for the slightest lull to take Mobi out. Granted, I just spent the last twenty minutes digging out our and our neighbors’ clogged sidewalk gutters, so I’m soaked, which means the rain will make little difference to me. Mobi, however, being the fancy-pants that he is, does mind the rain, so I suppose I’ll wait a little longer.
Can you see the rain in my hair and on my glasses?