Couldn't find the cds or slippers and I finally asked Co. where they'd gone. Apparently cd is short for compact disc and ours are storing Christmas music! All of these warm fuzzy (read: sappy & mushy) songs I've been hearing are the cds I was surrounded by earlier this week. The slippers have been wrapped and put away until Christmas Eve. Now that I know Co. has pretty simple taste in music, I'm headed out in search of choices to broaden their horizons. Here in Boston there are cabs of every color but I've never seen red before. I think I'm pretty lucky to have found Boston's only read taxi driven by a friendly, sheepish chauffeur. Co. warned me about wolves in sheep's clothing, but I don't see how that applies here.
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