Day 5: The Cold Wind

February 10, 2010

Dear Love,

We are now several moons into the snow Armageddon as prophesied by the oracle Accuw Eather. We have exhausted our resources; no one for miles can deliver pizza, our DVDs are old and watched, and we cannot leave our quarters for fear of being consumed by the great White Beast before reaching Maile Boxe. No man dares to brave the wicked Hail. This place upon this hill, once so fair and good and perfect for outside barby-quews, is now a looming multi-roomed, heated, furnished, admittedly well-stocked prison. My mind and body are weak but my soul persists; it is only you that returns my consciousness to the Here and Now, and to the urgency of Living. I long for you. I fear I shall never return to Washingtonne to behold your beauty, leave alone attend to my papers on Hill Capitol. But if this icy Wrath doth end and Mother Nature's vengeful prerogative be fulfilled, I shall lay down my bottle of Dogfish Ale, take a short nappe, and emerge from this thawed dungeon as a spring flower blooms.  For now, I have enclosed a painting below. I see only your face in the white.


Yours,
E.R.

Vue de la Park Ridge du Mont Rawlley

Clark's Burgh, Mary Land

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Gibbs FTW

It's okay Sarah sweetie, just next time you have a presentation due, stop at the school store and pick up these.


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Mothertrucker

Walking to Union Station from work today while dodging a steady barrage of soft fluffywhite snow bullets, I did a double take on the south side of the Russell Senate office building:

Astute RD's are already shaking their heads saying "no way!"  Yes, it was in fact the Browntown Cruiser, the Teabaggin' Wagon, the Big Green Change You Can Believe In Machine, newly sworn-in Senator Scott Brown's famed PICKUP TRUCK!

I recognized it instantly.  The stickers and the number 28 Massachusetts plates matched.  Years from now, when this beautiful four wheel drive GMC Canyon is parked for all eternity a few blocks away at the American History Museum, canonized as a bonafide piece of Americana, I can say I almost touched it but for fear of Capitol Police. Amazing. An American hero rode this baby to victory (in so many ways. I mean, God knows how much sex he's had in the back of this thing).

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UPDATE: Wonkette hat tips SR!

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Hired Gun

In the midst of Snowmaggedon, the Super WHO DAT Bowl, and drinking heavily as a result of both, I forgot to menton,



WE


GOT


KOVY.








Gave up Johnny Oduya Want it?, Niclas "Don't Call Me Peter" Bergfors, Patrice "Flying Elbow" Cormier, and a 1st round draft pick for a former (and hopefully future) Maurice Richard trophy winner. All this says one thing: Lou is feeling it this year. Bring it, NHL. Go Devils.


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Retro Blues

I <3 the Phils, but this shirt was just too damn awesome to pass up while visiting folk in Toronto.




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Ding Dong Katrina's Dead

Warner Favre Manning Brees

This decade will be one of firsts. First for the Saints, next for the Eagles.  I am hope.



Andy Lyons/Getty Images

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