Because there's no such thing as too much cheese. Unrolling the braciole of consciousness; shaping the meatball of life. Because everything is funny; you just need to view it from the proper angle. Good for cats. Made in Poland. Because everything is like a hat. You know how those gorillas can be... Very unforgiving.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

And speaking of snow, it looks like there will be a ton of it on the ground when I get back to New York tomorrow evening. I better get a set of sled-skids for the Jeep -- getting through the hills of PA might get a little winter-olympic-like.

Yesterday I took the boys to see Alane at her office. There were conflicting conclusions as to whose office they like better, mine or hers. Alane had given them each a box of jawbreakers, and that tainted the jury-pool. But they did remember that my office "has a lot of toys" so it was at best a split decision. We got there on the local rapid transit system which shares much of it's right-of-way with some busy freight lines -- the boys never saw so many freight trains at once. They were glued to the glass. There aren't many tunnels to speak of, so there's plenty to see. And as we rolled into our station I couldn't help but notice how they've built up the downtown -- with warehouses converted to apartments, modern office buildings, and the giant monstrosity of a football staduim perched beside the lakefront.

ANd the wind coming off the water? Friggin' cold.