wind come to town, make town delicious

ted | chicago | Wednesday, August 2nd, 2006

Despite not running the AC during the hottest day of the year – a solid ninety nine degrees on the Fahrenheit scale, one hundred and seven if you count the effect of relative humidity – I was still able to enjoy the sweet scent of graham crackers wafted my way as if god hisself had opened the blast furnace doors.

Still didn’t win the lottery last night. I don’t think the clerk understood that I wanted a winning ticket.

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