there’s a squirrel stuck in the chimney. or a raccoon. i heard banging yesterday and closed the glass doors on the fireplace. this morning i could hear it scratching its little claws against the metal trying to get out. i’m going to do nothing about it because i’m paralyzed by fear. i need clark griswald to come over and catch it in the coat, smack it with a hammer.
the aerogarden is doing great, italian basil is in the lead, the only one sprouting already.
the tar heels are looking okay this season, but nothing sparkly and spectacular like last year. last year i loved danny green, ty lawson, and wayne ellington. this year, i like marcus ginyard and ed davis. the freshmen have not dazzled me, and zeller looks like he should play for duke. and poor roy williams and his shoulder, looked like he was in a lot of pain as he won his 600th game the other night.
it’s december first already, going to be 60 and sunny today here in charlotte, can’t really complain about that.
