Snow. Yes. Snow. Well according to my desktop widget, it's suppose to do everything, including random down pour of small shiny bee-bees. My lovely wife woke me from my deep morning slumber, and dream state; a pleasant one involving prominent individuals from the new media and web 2.0 worlds. Nothing sexual or anything, I was just hanging out with my geeky famous peeps. Last week I had a similar dream about a flickr contact; again not kinky, just hanging out. Perhaps that is a sign I need some real friends. Nah.
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