Just a day ago, the Saturday forecast called for 20 from the east…with rain! That spells wavesailing at the bowl, homeslice! Peconic Jeff texted me with the same thought. There's nothing like a bowlful of Bowl to set me right. But this morning the call is 5 from the east. Five. What the heck…in February it blows 5 indoors! Argh.
I'd text P-Jeff my misery, but the spell-fix thingy on my iPhone will not let me type "skunked".
Jeff, we've been skinned again.
As Scott would say, "whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa".
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