So, I stopped by a couple of stores, the last being Sears, and priced casement units.
A cool two hundred and fifty bucks for a unit the same BTU and size as a fifty dollar traditional unit.
The heat slows me down, just makes me dull. I was scared out of my gord.
Unchanneled if possible. That kind of stuff is for kids who have that kind of time.
These little guys usually grow anywhere from a foot and a half to two feet long, and are really manageable pets.
Revenge, personal vendetta, pains and hurts we believe others owe us for. And yet what was the first thing I did when I saw the ice? Sadly, Willard passed away thanks to a neglectful new pestcide fellow. Especially not myself.
Put some better lighting in there, maybe some sand. Every street had the feeling of a Norman Rockwell painting, every tree the dusty ice that glistens and shines in the winter sun.
Not to mention I moved to Fort Lauderdale. Funny how the cold brings back so many warm memories.
The place where I live has casement windows, the largest width of the opening being a skimpy nineteen inches. Jesus TOTALLY Took My Call, Man! But the cool weather makes everything around you crisp and somehow more clear. How anyone could do such a thing. No Peanut Festival in Fort Lauderdale.
Oh, mama what a side dish!
On Friday, a school principal in the central northern state of Wisconsin was shot and killed. I hope I can see it again some day soon.
Pop had to get the elephant ears. That light from eons ago is probably still going to be there tomorrow, the next day, and so on. The Orkin man fargin killed my iguana, how do you like that? We can not seem to balance anything regarding our own morality. I stepped in thinking Mom and Pop diner and ended up with a magnificent meal.
Living to suit ourselves and our agenda, and, more or less, the hell with anyone else.
These little guys usually grow anywhere from a foot and a half to two feet long, and are really manageable pets.
And the misery of it all just kind of washed away.
Whoever the hell Chingy is. But I suppose the last thing I should be doing is lamenting everything until I become as depressed as ever. Rides, funnel cakes, caramel apples, pigs, cows, bumper cars.
But not time for coats and skullcaps. But the cool weather makes everything around you crisp and somehow more clear.
As such, all these childhood memories flood back to me these days when my skin hits the cold outside.
No Peanut Festival in Fort Lauderdale.
Or the Slightly Left of East Coast and Higher Than Ohio.