Snow turned to rain early this morning, with freezing rain waiting in the wings, muttering, "I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille." Yes, it's gonna be A Day.
On the bright side, it's not ten below. That got old even before it arrived and put me too much in mind of Leiber's A Pail Of Air. Let us not go there -- it is a chilly place.
T. R. MCELROY'S STREAMLINED TELEGRAPH KEYS
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