INSANE PATTERNS

MY BROTHER HAS A CAT NAMED SUSAN, AND SHE LIKES PIZZA. cnn WAS PLAYING ON THE TELEVISION SET AND IT WAS THE WEATHERMANS TURN TO SING HIS SONG. HE STOOD THERE ALL DOLL EYED AND TOLD ME AND SUSAN WHAT FLORIDA’S CLIMATE HAD TO OFFER FOR THE NEXT 7 DAYS. OH, MODERATELY TEMPERATE YOU SAY? 79 DEGREES YOU SAY? THEN THE METEOR MAN GETS TO SOME CITY IN I-DONT-REMEMBER-WHERE AND HE TELLS US THAT ITS SNOWING. SUSAN LOSES IT. SHE FLIPS AROUND IN A WHIRL OF GREYS AND SHADOWS AND SPINS TO INFINITY. THEN SHE MEOWS AND HOWLS AND GIVES THE EARTH A MIRACULOUS SCREAM. SUSAN MUST HATE WINTER. I TOLD HER I GOT A SEASON PASS AND SHE HAS BEEN SHABBY WITH ME SINCE. GIVING ME EMPTY STARES AND COOL, IF NOT COLD, EXCHANGES WHEN WE PASS IN THE TAN MARBLE HALLWAY THAT SEPERATES THE ROOMS. I AM GETTING OUT OF UTAH ON THURSDAY.
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