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In the wee hours of the morning, maybe two, my window vanes are being noisily blown around. I see that this wind is also blowing some rain hard against the window. I just shut it all down. But maybe it was too late.

I am now feeling some of the symptoms of a cold or flu, the scratchy throat, a slight fever, a tenderness of body that wants to stay in bed and heal. I'm not knocked out and still have at least 90% functionality, but I worry a little that this may worsen. And this is the week when I need to put in the extra work at the Neumanns! Score Gremlins: 2.

At least it didn't seem to rain much at all. I thought we would be flooded when I took Bo out this morning, but the grass isn't even wet. Thank God for small favors, but I don't think I'll score the Angels anything.

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To keep myself interested, I think I will make a game of the ups and downs of Monk's existence by keeping score: Angels vs. Gremlins. I'll rate a particular event on a score of one to four, from rather lame to great move. Could be fun.

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