Sunday, August 24, 2003

You know what I love? I love when it's the middle of August and, even though we haven't had anywhere near as hot and humid a summer as we've been known to have (and Buffalo summers aren't nearly as hot and humid, as a rule, as those you'll find in cities closer to the Atlantic), Canada will look down on us from her lonely perch in the north and say, "You folks could use a bit of arctic air." That little kiss of Canadian chill, which in January or February threatens to freeze us to the marrow, is the most refreshing thing possible when it comes in August.

Thanks, Canada.

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