Richard's Poor Almanac by Richard Thompson for February 07, 2013
February 04, 2013
February 11, 2013
Transcript:
winter haikus in the empty space immortal beneath the soot parking lot snow pile. jello from a mold wet sand from an upturned pail laughable hat hair. muffled scream 10 if i hear that phrase "mass of arctic air" once more i think i will scream. kid 1: whine whine whine whine whine adults are like, so wimpy kid 2: snow days suit me fine.
Ellen Gwynne almost 12 years ago
Richard the third was found! (top one)
Sisyphos almost 12 years ago
Winter crept in like a lamb, but has become something of a lion in the last week or so around Chicagoland. P.S. I do not like masses of Arctic air….
PoodleGroomer almost 12 years ago
Cold air from AlCanI don’t like it, Sam-I-amSolid eggs and ham.