Day 423: Nothing on the diamond front yet.<\/p>\n
The sky’s a dark grayish blue and the rains won’t stop. Even the sun can’t cut through the gloom.<\/p>\n
I’m contemplating trying to make pancakes from this roughly-ground flour I’ve made. Pancakes might cheer me up.<\/p>\n
I wish I knew how to make sausage. I know it involves spices, intestine, and meat. And that’s all I know.<\/p>\n
Well, I also know that smoking them in coal smoke is bad for me, so that’s the other problem.<\/p>\n
Anyway, rain, no diamonds, no sausage, possibly pancakes if it’s still raining and I feel like I need a break tomorrow.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Day 423: Nothing on the diamond front yet. The sky’s a dark grayish blue and the rains won’t stop. Even the sun can’t cut through the gloom. I’m contemplating trying to make pancakes from this roughly-ground flour I’ve made. Pancakes might cheer me up. I wish I knew how to make sausage. I know it … <\/p>\n