In article <948d6ecb-a514-41f8-b0b8-46a8ac0c0886@e10g2000prf.googlegroups.com>,
Claire <
[email protected]> writes:
> Did you get anything for Xmas/Chanukkah/Yule?
I got snowed out of riding on my days off work <grrrr>
> For the above, plus my (December) birthday, I got:
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Hey, me too (Dec 19). We're in good company -- lotsa
musicians & composers.
> - Some books:
> Cycling Into Your Soul by M. Archibald
> The Art of Urban Cycling: Lessons from the Street by Robert Hurst
> Metal Cowboy: Tales from the Road Less Pedaled by Joe Kurmaskie
>
> - A tropical pattern saddle cover
> - And a pair of glo-gloves
>
> You?
I treated myself to a cantaloupe, which I left at
basement temperature for a couple of days until it
got nice & soft inside without being so mushy you
could stick a finger through the rind. And a brick
of vanilla ice cream with which to top it. I enjoyed
a li'l nostalgic moment while savouring it, and
honouring my parents who provided so much for me
despite their Communistic and Socialistic tendencies.
Tropical patterns, eh? I like 'em. Bike shorts
should be available w/ Hawaiian shirt prints on 'em.
With lots of lovely, glorious, gawdy colour.
I'm also the recipient of a George Foreman G+Broil.
I'm on the lookout for marlin steaks. In the
meantime, the grilled cheeses are pretty good.
But my niece -- she's such a beauty. From her I
got this lovely mac-jacket with diamond-tufted
insulated lining, an inner pocket, zipper + snap
buttons, and built-in hoodie. In beautiful
red & white, winter-coloured plaid (hey, she's stuck
in somewhere, Col.) It feels so good to wear, it's
like a hug.
I got a hug from somewhere that gets a lot of snow
in Colorado.
It's beautiful to me, and just what I needed.
cheers,
Tom
--
Nothing is safe from me.
I'm really at:
tkeats curlicue vcn dot bc dot ca