I hear a rumor that another gasp is coming...
Last Gasp, where
bad poetry, poor political analysis, and meaningless observations come to die.
Friday, September 05, 2008
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Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Today was a beautiful day. Yesterday's rain cleared the air that had been thick with smoke from forest fires burning in Russia. The heavy stench of burnt wood was everywhere; buildings were made hazy by smoke that had travelled hundreds of kilometers.
Yesterday I was uncertain how this guy would come together, but I think managed it.