High of 82. 20% chance of rain. 5-10mph north-northwest.
On a day when I should be somberly and joyously celebrating the 12th anniversary of the final day of production of the brilliant ZR-1, I'm instead forcefully being asked to take the lead in a dance with the devil. What to do?
I love a Sharky's Burrito. The servers-friendly and familiar. The food-tasty and convenient. The four ants that came as aftermarket accessories in mine yesterday-dilemma causing. If these tag-a-longs came from a restaurant I didn't like, it would be easy for me to blast that food business with sit-ins and hate messages on myspace. But I like this Sharky's joint. Do I give them the second chance I wouldn't give the golden arches, or do I end them by publishing the truth over the internet?
While I distract myself by making the shift to capital letters, I'm comforted because T-Mac will make it to the second round, like the Nuggets, and Pakistan is ahead of India in the ICC Rankings. Cheers.
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