By Brian Foster on Thursday, 21 January 2016
Category: Candidate Journals

Where's the locust?

Don't you just love it when we get a snow system? Every reporters dream. They got every weather expert, road crew guys, government officials, and some guy missing half his teeth chatting up the TV screen. The world is going to end, details at 11. I better get to the store and buy up what ever bread and milk that's left. Or, we can just lay back, do school, and watch the madness unfold. The reality is tomorrow will come, and then the next tomorrow, and the tomorrow after that. But just in case, you guys can have my Chevy Uplander. What a thing of beauty.

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