Still very groggy and went downstairs to make coffee. There was a junk mail flyer for a politician on the kitchen counter that said “Elect Bill Evans” but in my current state I glanced at it and thought it said “Electric Bill Evans”. I was disappointed to be mistaken, because I would totally vote for a guy who gave himself the nickname “Electric”.
Alright, Winter. I like you. Really, I do. But this horseshit has to stop.
Another 4-8 inches of snow over the weekend along with temperatures below 30 and well into the negatives with the windchill for at least the next week.
I can’t even come up with something funny to say about it. I love you, Chicago, but I’m reeeeeally starting to wonder why I even live here.