Gosh darn %$*)(#*&^)(@$^^, !!!
0 to -10 degrees in Chicago.
Why am I not retired and spending the Winters in the land that I love???
My car is screaming at me.
My boss is yelling at me.
My furnace is hollering at me.
My toes are talking to me.
Jeepers creepers!
Seems like I don't have a lick of sense.
Pass the biscuits please.
