It snowed yesterday. It snowed a lot. In fact, it snowed so much that I don't think I'm obligated to write a full entry today. Don't blame me. Blame Mother Nature. She's a meany. Plus my cabin fever has brought on writer's block something fierce. In lieu of a dramatic post about this historic storm I'll leave you with this dramatic photograph taken from my front porch.

Yes, those are baby kittens buried under all that snow. You can barely make out their cute little whiskers. Oh, Mother Nature! Why must you wreck havoc on the defenseless little kitties!?!?...Okay, alright, fine; there aren’t any kittens buried under the snow. I was just trying to spice this non-full entry up. I wanted to make it seem like I was trying. Hope you appreciated that. If not, well, then I'm sorry I even bothered trying. You know, it wasn't exactly fun coming up with that frightening story about the kittens. I love kittens. I hate to even think about them being in danger. So you see I sacrificed a lot for you just now and you just sit there being all unappreciative and whatnot. Hope you're warm and cozy wherever you are. It's freezing here. It's freezing and there's two feet of snow and thousands of dead kitties everywhere. Have a great day!

This post is dedicated to Johnny Carson.