Portents and Signs

NewDonkey, the Sharp Edge of the Vital Center, had this to say about his Holiday Season: “[My car] was loudly sounding an apocalyptic blooga-blooga-blooga by the time I reached Arlington.” Never once have I though to use the words “apocalyptic” and “blooga-blooga-blooga” together in the same sentence. Never again, shall I make that mistake.

Oh yeah, and New Year’s Eve pix are up now too.

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