The Perils of Being Short�

2001-07-06

It's July. It's raining. Doesn't it know it's July, and there is no rain in July. It rained yesterday, too. I've heard that it's likely to be an El Nin�o year and I believe it. Southern California is just not generally soggy in July. It feels like a swamp out there.

So far there has been no canibalism among the caterpillars. I've discovered that I should have made the box horizontal instead of vertical. The caterpillars would have more room and I would actually be able to reach into the box while it's sitting on the table. I have to take it down and put it on a chair to reach into it. Ah, the perils of being short.

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