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shiny objects

Friday, December 24, 2004


It's snowing. I'm spending Christmas in southwest texas and it's SNOWING. A beautiful fluke, if you ask me. I know it won't stick; in a few hours, all Houston will have to show for this miracle is cold mud and dead flowers. Nevertheless, I'm enchanted.

One can't help but pity the Houston bums, however. Vagrants in New York city know how to handle snow. They've been surviving it for years. But I would imagine that Texan hobos hardly know what to do with themselves tonight. The city should distribute bottles of cheap gin to help keep them warm.


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