Spring is really jerking me around so far. A few days ago when the weather was sunny and pleasant I had a massive fit of Spring Fever. I swear I could almost hear Pan's pipes in the Hannaford's parking lot in Keene (NH) It felt like a bacchanalia was looming somewhere in the atmosphere.
Today in Vermont it is thirty-nine degrees and raining (which also means it's dark) Who the hell wants to do anything but stay in bed on a day like that? I'm doing stuff but I don't like it! Except when "stuff" means "stuffing my face" with Rice Krispie Treats.
Who here has a really bad attitude? MEEEEEEE!