It looks to be a beautiful day today. Crisp, cold, clear. I had been hoping for rain, so I could go to my friend's son's birthday party in New Jersey without any guilt, but the cold would have limited my ability to paint today, anyway. Maybe. Possibly. I don't know. Besides, I could use a long, pleasant drive and a party to clear my head.
"We've all heard that a million monkeys banging on a million typewriters will eventually reproduce the entire works of Shakespeare. Now, thanks to the Internet, we know this is not true."
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