I've nothing else to talk about right now, so I'll talk about the weather here in my frigid zone of Fort Worth, Texas.
It is almost 25 degrees. With the wind making it feel like 15.
Most of the water evaporated from the streets before the freeze got cold enough to make it an icy mess out there. That's what I've been told. I have not eye witnessed the streets.
I did go outside on my way to the pool. However, that effort was thwarted due to ice rendering it impossible. No, the pool water was not frozen.
I need to get outside today and do something aerobic. What and where I do not know.
This morning I got email from the Queen of Wink in which she indicated she thought I'd been in Texas since 1990. That is off by about a decade. Blondes.
Buttermilk and Blood (Part 1): “I’ll Kill the First Man Who Touches This
Engine”
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The blue dot at the bottom of the map below, showing Fort Worth in 1890,
marks where the tracks of the Fort Worth & New Orleans railroad and the
tracks of ...
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Oh bother, did I do that?
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