Everything stops at Toronto.
This is 'grey goo' weather, the bottom of entropy. That cold clipper stopped, and we are in gloomy stagnant weather.
And you think -- 'Surely, something will come from the oceans and save us.' Nope. Everything is in a funk.
ps -- dang, the wind makes it too cold for garden work. No polar vortex fairies lately. They'll be back.
ps -- look at the winds, we have a 'Storm Snake'
ps omg, the kids just back from the UK. They were under the impression that people were questioning them, to see if they were 'mericans in disguise.
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