Duuuuude, I'm going to have so many mobile uploads (or pictures, as they shall be called until they realize their full potential) to catch up on after this is over. Like this:
Yes, that's snow on the ground, and yes, that's a frickin' ICE CREAM TRUCK. I took this last night from my apartment. There I was (home sick from work), just trying to listen to Bluegrass via interweb radio and pay my bills online. All of a sudden, the dulcet tones of the mobile sweet treat vendor overpowered Dolly Parton's rendition of "My Tennessee Mountain Home." I experienced momentary elation when I thought, "wow, these meds are great, I slept until winter was over!" Then I realized it's still cold, and that guy must be on crack. I shouted this consensus at him from my window, but I doubt he could hear me over the muzak. Also, I didn't open the window because as I mentioned, it was cold.
The End.
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