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2014-01-31 - 10:18 a.m. The peachfronts just went back outside. Poor babies. They were good and quiet about their winter stay, but they were starting to get a bit ragged from their temporary cages. Even though they're larger and nicer than the old ones...but I can't remember a winter when they had to spend so much time indoors. Right now, they're back in their flights kinda blinking their eyes and making a low purr and wondering where the heck they are. They finally opened the Causeway again, and DH was able to come home last night and fix all the devices that had been smited by God or sleet or the polar vertex. The monitor, the modem, the internet, the Kindle...they all seem to be working now. Knock on wood. The phone is a bigger hassle. It had to be fixed by human engineering -- AKA yelling -- and now that it's back on, I'm in the process of finding and changing the phone number on all the accounts that use a phone number to let you log in or to verify your identity. Ugh. It's quite the ordeal. Google sent me a coupon to buy some mp3 albums for 99cents. Of course most of the albums on the list that I wanted I wouldn't have waited all these years and beers to buy if I liked them to begin with. However, believe it or not, I never heard all of Pretty Hate Machine before, so I got that. Also I don't think I ever heard Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain before at all. I don't know how it got by me. It's brilliant. Also Astral Weeks, which I'm listening to right now. I know perfectly well how that one got by me. They overplayed Van Morrison's greatest hit about a million times back in the day, and I just got to the point where you can shoot me now Tupelo Honey. But now I think enough time has passed that I can appreciate him. A helicopter just went over. One went over yesterday at the same time. I figured it was looking for storm damage. Today I have my doubts. later Philly the PHL snowy owl has been killed by a cargo plane. The D.C. owl has been hit by a bus although I think it will survive since they're just reporting a broken toe. What a world. Is there no place for magic?
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