It’s snowing wicked in Boston. I’m taking a snow day in sympathy. Look for me on the beach.
(Don’t forget to file your fourth quarterly estimated taxes today, if you’re required to.)
See you tomorrow if we get dug out.
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I was getting into my car, and this chap says to me, ‘Can you give me a lift?’ I said, ‘Sure. You look great, the world's your oyster, go for it.’
