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If you don't draw yours, I won't draw mine. A police officer, working in the small town that he lives in, focusing on family and shooting and coffee, and occasionally putting some people in jail.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Thanks for nothing!

Tamara is non-plussed about the weather that she's enjoying appreciating existing in, along with roomie and fellow gun-geek-chick 'BertaX up in Indianpolis. (Whudja expect? They don't serve grits and ham with every meal. That shoulda been a clue, kiddo.)

So what does she do? She sends it here.

Nice, pleasant, bright winter day? About to go bye-bye.

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At Wednesday, January 14, 2009 2:20:00 PM, Blogger alan said...

And I'm so enjoying the 60 degree weather right now.

Oh well, at least there's not a foot of snow on the ground.

At Wednesday, January 14, 2009 5:27:00 PM, Blogger Rabbit said...

It'll still be bright and sunny tomorrow, just at 28 degrees. It's a dry front by the time it will reach us.

No snow, no freezing rain or drizzle.

Tam and Roberta are keeping all the ooky stuff. Would still make for good pheasant hunting in Kansas, though.


At Wednesday, January 14, 2009 7:26:00 PM, Blogger Sabra said...

Y'all keep it, okay?

At Wednesday, January 14, 2009 7:51:00 PM, Blogger the pistolero said...

Meanwhile, it was 55 and sunny down here on the Texas coast... ;-)

At Thursday, January 15, 2009 12:17:00 PM, Blogger Crucis said...

No snow, but the temp here near KC was -3 this morning with an overnight windchill of -45. The sun is out so predictions are that the temp will get all the way up to 9 later today. Maybe.

WV: medness. Yes, Global Warming is medness!

At Thursday, January 15, 2009 6:39:00 PM, Blogger Old NFO said...

I going to Hawaii, to heck with this... :-)

At Thursday, January 15, 2009 8:32:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Was Algore in town or something? How about the Wendigo?

My, how I don't miss weather like that. Its awful when your nose hair freezes solid and then begins to break off as you breathe. Unnatural.

The highs where I live are supposed to be in the fifties for the weekend.

wv: gagma
The sound you make trying to pry frozen lips apart to speak.


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