Friday, December 24, 2004

The Stupidining Update

According to our neighbor, the large sheet of ice down our hill is the only ice left on the streets of Nashville. The Butcher's car is, as I said, down at the end of the dead end. Some other tiny car is slid sideways in front of our place. The aforementioned neighbor was stuck at the mailboxes. While he pushed, I steered and we slid the car down the hill safely. Happily, tomorrow is supposed to be above freezing and so I hope that the ice that keeps me trapped today will be gone for Christmas.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ice - melt so Aunt B can get out of her house or not as she pleases and have a good Christmas.

I am getting ready to drive to Eminem's hometown after driving half of Illinois already today (the traditional Christmas Eve activity) and listening to one of my favorite Christmas songs which begins, "It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank..." Is it bad that I'm in charge of the music for our drive? :)

I just had to share that. Hopefully we will not end up in a drunk tank and you will be able to get out of your house, Aunt B, and also not end up in a drunk tank. A bitchin' christmas to all.

-The Well Traveled SuperGenius

12/24/2004 04:56:00 PM  

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