Thursday 1st December - First Thursday in December - Moon on a Stick
Woke at eight-thirty with Bus hissing in my ear. Get down to the High School, he was hissing. There'll be a local telly crew from Chicago there. I trotted over to the denim repository and carefully selected a pair of jeans with just the right amount of insoucient wrinkling and two hours later I was down at Oak Grove directing some fumbling idiot kids on short crossing routes. I was seething about their incompetence when the Chicago crew grabbed me for an interview and I likened their performance to that of the dim-witted Viking dumbos I had to coax into position during my time in Minnesota. As they packed up their gear Bus gave me the evil eye. What's the problem, I shrugged. Surely my impatience with everyone else's failings is part of my legendary charm?
Got home just after twelve and...
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