the platitudes of willful resemblance

It was -25 this morning with the wind chill. So I went for a motorcycle ride. I died.

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Posted on January 21, 2011 at 11:43 am in Uncategorized   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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1. 
   mel
   January 21, 2011 at 12:50 pm

   oh you mad man!!

   it's a balmy -18 here…you may have survived.

   Reply
2. 
   Cathy Webster (Olliffe)
   January 21, 2011 at 5:44 pm

   Shoulda worn a hat.

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3. 
   Lynne
   January 21, 2011 at 9:11 pm

   Long johns would have saved you..

   Reply
4. 
   Pat Tillett
   January 22, 2011 at 1:41 am

   you'll catch a cold out there…

   Reply

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