bluegargantua

Come scoop my driveway!

Cripes. It took me 3.5 hours to clear my driveway out today.

Once more, Thorn the Unencumbered by the Lessons of the Past demanded to go outside. About 10 minutes later I saw her leaping like a dolphin through the drifts of snow (sinking down below sight on each landing). Soon she was at the door expressing the winter of her discontent -- someday she'll catch on. Ash -- who is pretty much better suited to the outdoors in every way watched impassively from the window.

After that, I ordered way too much Chinese food -- Red Ginger, a new place in Stow Shaw's Plaza. It was a little underwhelming but I was super hungry and they're a brand-new place staffed by the people who could make it in so I'm willing to give them another go. The crab rangoon was reminiscent of Peking Wok so that compels a return visit.

Now I'm in a food coma and I'm going to listen to an episode of Painting with Bob Ross and drift off to sleep.

Maybe in my world, there's a happy little mountain where all the snow goes and I live in the happy little cabin in the happy little woods...
Tom

Dear Thorn:

I know, I know, big new house and crazy mad life-changes yo. And, to be fair, the plastic garbage bag might have "seemed" like you could ruck it up the way you do litter. But you weren't even 2 feet away from the actual litterbox. Let's try and make an effort next time, hey?

Love,
Tom