April 11, 2011

blustery day

The afternoon wind was wicked enough that once my car was on the highway, I needed both (sweaty) hands on the wheel. It gusted so hard, it practically willed itself visible, for the whole 20 kilometers home.

For some reason lately, I have noticed more tow trucks crouched on the shoulder of the occasional on-ramp, even more than one might expect during bad winter weather. Just waiting for the inevitable crash. Coming from me, host of Negative Nancy, this seems particularly pessimistic.

I don't know if I've felt wind this brutal since living in Denver.

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