There is something endearing about the weatherman.
All the names of the new and certain dead were falling out of the air like little 4-D scabs the TV weathermen mistook as hail. Each house ever had a number you could use to speak into it, and so often I would use the phone inside my brain to call these people I’d soon visit and just sit there breathing my dinner into their head.
Why did God invent economists? To make weathermen feel good about themselves.
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