I did take a walk into town on Saturday to take some pictures of the river.
Then I came across this storm drain and I thought the little ice formations were cool.
No I did not watch the Superbowl. I had no desire to stay up past Midnight to watch a bunch of men in shiny Capri pants and helmets tackle each other. What you don’t think those are Capri pants? I’m pretty sure they are very close to being the right length for that designation.
I did however watch a couple of the commercials online this morning, which only confirmed for me that I must be starting my PMS cycle. I know you were dying to know that, but there is no other explanation for way the Clint Eastwood, Chevy commercial would make me cry.
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