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Windy
Rain overnight, not serious amounts but needed, clearing and windy this morning. Wife spent some time muttering over the outliers in statistical probability as regards to the annual Garden Show, where the nature center has a booth to sell nature-center-related stuff -- cash box ran out of nickels. But they _never_ run out of nickels...
Added words to SIGNATURES after yesterday's gap, Fat Wizard thinking that the empty streets and dusty gusty wind have him looking for tumbleweed rolling between the horse-rails and wooden sidewalks, Gary Cooper walking down the main street toward a six-gun duel. No chance -- if his target wanted to kill him, weapon of choice would be a sniper's rifle or a bomb. But it's an atmosphere thing.
Added words to SIGNATURES after yesterday's gap, Fat Wizard thinking that the empty streets and dusty gusty wind have him looking for tumbleweed rolling between the horse-rails and wooden sidewalks, Gary Cooper walking down the main street toward a six-gun duel. No chance -- if his target wanted to kill him, weapon of choice would be a sniper's rifle or a bomb. But it's an atmosphere thing.
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Actually, this one isn't set in Maine. And as Fat Wizard says in his narration, he's obscuring some of the details to protect the guilty.