Do something.
Today's my kind of day. Maybe a *touch* too cold, but we've got a steady drizzle mixing with sleet and big, wet snowflakes that burst on the grass like waterballoons. I always have good days in this kind of weather. I think of it as my totem...the god of rain.
It was made sharply clear to me that this job isn't going to get any better. Sometimes I get depressed, and simply despair over what I'm going to do. Not today. Today I'm in a good mood. I see clearly, now, and my course is obvious. Something is being done.
posted by Tim Akers @ 1:19 PM
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Oh dear. I hope it doesn't involve too many people screaming in agony as their very souls are torn asunder. Or at least that you have a soundproofed basement.
I see Tim as an Air Marshal. Thin enough to negotiate a crowded airliner cabin with ease. If he turns sideways, the terrorists won't even be able to see him, let alone shoot him.
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