Thems ain't meatiers,thems unidentificated flyn'majigers

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The viewing of the leonid meteor shower this evening was slightly less spectacular than hoped for. The weather was nice and cool, but of course that meant an onslaught of nasty little flesh chewing sand gnats. Deborahs' friend proffered some 'organic' bug spray, which proved effective, but gave one the sensation of being spritzed with a zesty basil and lemon vinaigrette.

All in all, we probably spotted about a dozen or so shooting stars before the clouds closed in, and I became very very sleepy.