Oh, you thought that was for you? No, it's for me, since I am going way down south to the French Antilles, along with everybody and their dog. Not my dog, I have the house filled with crazy country cousins come down to enjoy the big city. They promise not to kill the dog. What could go wrong?
For you poor shnooks left behind, we need strong Pacific plumes to blow away the Arctic blobs -- not happening. Not a speck of heat energy anywhere for you, I'm hogging it all with the last of Atlantic heat.
That perfect storm will give Toronto sleet in the morning, nothing to slow down the plane in Canada. But look at the winds behind it! Pure North. Killer Rabbit! Run Away! Ha!
The physics forecast is for a very cold April, and I really hope the ice is off the lake by the May long weekend. Might not be. blah. Don't plant your tomatoes and cucumbers until the 1st of June. Standard 1970 conditions apply. Confident warmies can plant at the beginning of April.
ps if they don't feed the dog, she can eat them in their drunken stupor. Cousins are a dime a dozen.
ps No Nickel for You!
ps phew! starship is going to miss us.
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