Being the Continuing Adventures of a Woman and her Trusty Kayak in New York Harbor, the Hudson River, and Beyond.
(with occasional political rants just to keep things lively!)
Go back to Hawaii, ya big whiner!
I wish I could!!!
No no no stay! Who would grow your cucumbers?
I would grow them in Hawaii. I can train them up the papaya trees.
Snow, though your heart is aching Snow, even though it's breaking When there are flakes in the sky, you'll get by If the snow brings you fear and sorrow The snow could maybe end tomorrow You'll see the sun come shining through for you Light up your face with gladness Even if the subway's madnessAlthough a tear may be ever so near That's the time to call in with the fluSnow? Shouldn't matter to youYou'll find new hope in a MerlotForget the snow
that's so beautiful! (sniff)
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