On a different game, I’d say he was otherwise apt to try in vain.
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That thread game had fallen way down the page. I resurrected it. I hope my efforts were not in vein.
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Our back yard is a lake, and there’s till more snow to melt.
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We did get snow today, but it should be gone in a few days.
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It might reach 60F today! Then, bumping back to the 30s.
It’s that time of year: a few warm days followed by a few cold days. Local meteorologists call it “the see-saw effect.”
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Our local meteorologists call it “Cleveland.”
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And sure enough, a warm day today.
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Still 60F now. By tomorrow night it’ll be 18.
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It’s supposed to swing between 71F and 45F today. I’ll take that.
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50F tomorrow. Then some snow Thursday.
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This is the way we bump the thread, bump the thread, bump the thread…
Very springlike day here today.
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I got at least six things done at work today. Bump.
I got that many things done at home today.
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I attended a Zoom meeting where we discussed at least six things.
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Hell, I couldn’t even come up with a reasonable list of six things that I ought to have done that I didn’t do. Except go “bump” six times.
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Like that?
Bump bump bump bump bump bump
Or like that?
Iambic bumping!
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