At 3 p.m., it's 72 degrees. It was cloudy and in the cool 60s most of the morning. It's just like Red River out there. Except for the mountains. And the pine trees. And the river. And the little motels and lodges. And the in-town fishing. And the mountain bikes on main street. And the price-gouging grocery store, the Der Something Or Other. And the ski lift. And the Jeep tours. And the Playhouse. And the --
Other that that, it's just like Red River out there.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
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