Thursday, September 1, 2016

Trimester Thursday

I know what a "smokeless screening" would be in Hollywood;
this must be some weird Mid-Western miserable weather thing.
Eight of 12 mos. (two of three trimesters) now behind us in the current annus horiblis. What are the chances of survival, or will we all settle for the sweet blessed relief of mortality well before New Yr.'s Eve?

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