celebrating another great day, nothing like an east wind off the water in the spring,

headed out the door, just a quick in and back out,

plurking in after a fun filled day at the beach,

plurking in the rain to the chants of my garden choir,

watching lighting off in the distance, Knotts Isle is getting hammered,

"arrgh, haven't caught no fish in two days,

his lakers turn this around,

it doesnt rain before he gets to walk his dogs tonight,

he catches some fish tommorrow,

babara walters at least learns to love to twee