How'd it get so cold so fast? It was about eighty degrees when I was mowing the lawn at six yesterday evening, and by eight it was about sixty degrees. Reviewing that sentence, I find amusing the way in which the numbers are simply switched.
Anyway, now it's like fifty degrees out there. There is no numerical irony to be found there, just much coldishness.
posted on Friday, April 18, 2003
|
|