Culture on the Cheap
Blizzard 2009: Ice Nine On Green Street
I have drafted an email to myself. This missive is set to arrive in my inbox August 2nd and will contain a link to this post. Why, you ask? Very simple: in five short months it will be hot and sticky as hell. It is also very likely my fair burgh (courtesy of our local waste treatment plant) will smell like a homeless person’s ass. I am simply endeavoring to remind myself that it can always be worse. Yikes!