Mostly beautiful, with a chance of clouds.

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While washing the dishes yesterday, the phrase “mostly beautiful” jumped to the top of my consciousness like a fish, and now I can’t stop turning it over, trying to decide which side is the tail. I’m not sure where I picked it up though – I’ve been reading constantly lately, and finally got my iPod working again so I’m catching up on This American Life, so those are very good candidates, and we can’t forget the weather. But maybe, just maybe, I’m channeling David Hasselhoff.

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