After a meetup I walked back to my car and found my windshield glazed over with the year's first winter frost. Searching my glove compartment revealed my old scraper to be MIA, and following some ineffectual sleeve-brushing I found myself abrading the window with a god damn phone-book.

It's not really cold here yet, but I still felt inspired. :D

Music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62RwHHFuf14

*Edit: I take back what I said. This morning I put on two coats and crawled back into bed.

I'm eating my breakfast with gloves on right now.