Waxwing

In spite of the azure sky, there was a stiff breeze, making it feel cooler. Azure sky.

Yesterday, I was having to ring up pre-schools to get their addresses, they may not be published online.
'As-ooruh Drive,' said one woman to me, 'A-Z-U-R-E.' Dear God.

Many things are due to happen on my birthday, which in case you haven't been paying attention is 11/09.
Ethopia is celebrating its Millennium.
Osama bin Laden will be releasing a message. Yes, not entirely what I was hoping for, but what can you do?

At the Nature House today, we received a strange e-mail. The writer was complaining about some trees being cut down. The e-mail quickly deteriorated into badly spelt, meaningless diatribe, including some garbage about how people could avoid being hit by falling trees by not thinking about it or some tosh. You had to wonder what sort of person goes out of their way to do something like that.
One good thing came out if it, the word 'Certifiend' - I mean it says so much, the guy himself was definitely one.