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It's really hard to find anything in dry powdery snow, let alone a transparent half-dollar-sized piece of plastic. I tried dropping my sunglasses just to see how hard it was going to be to find anything, and if I'd not been watching closely I'd never have found them again either. Sheesh. So, no vision without contacts for me for another week and a half.

The weather was gorgeous, though. I could do with about a week of subfreezing temperatures, get the water all nice and solid, but the sunlight was good to have today.

Other than that I did basically nothing today. Laundered. Determined that the dryer does, in fact, suck as much as advertised. (Or maybe I just overloaded it, and what's a largeish load for the washer is too much for the dryer to handle.) Enjoyed a day of being basically by myself. Read a bit. Wrote a bit.

. . . and now whoever lives next door, or maybe upstairs, has started up their music. Goddammit, I'd forgotten how much I detest this aspect of apartment living.
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Adventures in Mamboland

"Jazz Fish, a saxophone playing wanderer, finds himself in Mamboland at a critical phase in his life." --Howie Green, on his book Jazz Fish Zen

Yeah. That sounds about right.

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