August 2010
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Ain’t No Cure For My Summertime Blues
Someone wasn’t thrilled to meet the penguin. In Texas, multiple 100-degree days signify the end of summer. This isn’t something a native New Englander is used to. If the thermometer breached 100 degrees, we took it as a sign of the end-of-days. We were good at shoveling our sidewalks. We didn’t need to fry an egg on them. Here on the surface of the sun, summertime...
