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A cigar is always a cigar... except when it's a penis.
Today it sprinkled-rained, one of those amazing Midwestern drizzles that smells of spring and flowers and trees, and the clouds were simultaneously dark gray and light silver, and there's a hint of thunderstorms in the air. Seattle is depressingly short on the thunderstorms and spring rain that I love about the Midwest. Thunderstorms, the soft, drizzly rains that indicate cleansing, and the quiet sunshine that appears to lighten the air and soil.
I've been thinking of cakes and frosted sugar cookies. Mmm. On Sunday night I shall go out and buy bread products.
Today it sprinkled-rained, one of those amazing Midwestern drizzles that smells of spring and flowers and trees, and the clouds were simultaneously dark gray and light silver, and there's a hint of thunderstorms in the air. Seattle is depressingly short on the thunderstorms and spring rain that I love about the Midwest. Thunderstorms, the soft, drizzly rains that indicate cleansing, and the quiet sunshine that appears to lighten the air and soil.
I've been thinking of cakes and frosted sugar cookies. Mmm. On Sunday night I shall go out and buy bread products.