Woke up and holy Jesus it was snowing. The only part of me that was warm enough was my belly, and that's because my kitty was sleeping on it. His name is Obake. It means "ghost" in japanese. Isn't that neat? You have to say it like this, though: OHbahkay. He is all white, but I got the name from this really fun video game I used to play with my friend Sean all the time. Sean was my really awesome buddy who was more punk rock than anyone who will ever exist. He died because he didn't tighten up the front wheel of his bike all the way and he hit his head on the ground when it flew off. He was a bike messenger. I still owed him a forty when he died. I wish he was still alive.
Freezing cold ride today but this time I was ready for it. Ran out of battery power so no music, but my hands were warm cause guess why? I wore gloves. I rode against the wind most of the way but I was only five minutes late to work. I wonder if the impact of thousands of tiny little snowflakes slows me down at all... Maybe I should ask Bill Ny the Science guy.
I don't like science. We invent stuff. What's the big deal?
In which I shamelessly abuse the internet.
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