Having a love jones for a bucket of soapy water, a hose, and my mange-ey tail in front of the Helement with intent to wash its caked and salted surface. But the frikkin temps ain't gonna let me.

Looking forward to getting back to O-town actually. I wanna see the remnants after the historic pounding we took. I haven't seen things since we left Wednesday at about 7 inches of snow. Can't wait till I can post a pic of the 18-wheeler that almost hit us while we were bout stuck on Ice-Eventy-Five in Cincy. Grace again to the Brownhouse.

One more celebration to go tonight at thee ol'ladee's house with her pipples. More fuud, none of which contain needed nutrients so I gess a return to a more structured eating plan soon. Yeah right.