Friday, March 2nd - Day after a snow day. Sunny. No clouds. Bright blue sky. Temperature in the 30s. Gentle breeze, barren trees. Dry air for now. Rain in the forecast. Allergy season approaching. A brief lull in local-national news. Who will run for the Senate from Maine now that Olympia Snowe is stepping down? No word yet.  No complaints, except for the fact that it's only the beginning of March. Upcoming birthdays and still too cold to take a long walk, unless you're all bundled up in four layers of clothing. Days getting longer. Sunrise at 6:15 a.m. Sunset at 5:30 p.m. Just waiting on Spring. Oh well.  One, two, what shall I do? No answer. Will I take a vacation this summer? No answer. Are we having take-out food for dinner? No answer. Hello? No answer. Then spoke the silence:  Breathe.... Blog... Be.

Quotes of the Day:

"Only those who skim through books can know the fleeting joys associated with pretending to be intelligent."

"If you would read a book cover-to-cover, Grasshopper, pace yourself well and make sure you're hooked before reaching page 50."

"The smiling optimist garners more ice cream from the happy ice cream vendor while the scowling pessimist walks away gloomy over a lesser portion until he brazenly decides to bribe the cheerful vendor with an extra two dollars, but then feels guilty and tries to undo his crime, but it's too late. Everyone stares at him in alarm while sampling from their own bountiful portions and laughing at his as he, our woebegotten protagonist, becomes sadder, surlier, in need of even more ice cream (!) while his good friend, the optimist, almost giddy by now from the sugar rush and his own swollen ego, is overheard to say, in a clearly audible voice to everyone within earshot: what's his problem?"