Or a mannish dick. I wrote one of these last year and the other in January. The Circular Thoughts of a Dying Herring Gull was the January one and is my favourite one of the two.
I wouldn’t read Weatherman unless you have nothing better to do though. I only typed it up so it was somewhere other than my notepad and it seemed appropriate to get both weather-based short stories out of the way at once. Sam is a pretentious dick “ooh my art!” seriously what a knob.
Gulls, on the other hand, I think are awesome. CAWWW! CAWWW!