If you're in the Northeast corner of the country, this is no news to you,
but for you lucky ducks sitting fat and happy in a long sleeve shirt talking about how cold it is, well, you know where to stick it.
Mark is one of those people. Unfortunately, his car isn't so lucky. I was stranded in the South Side for the weekend, but due to a frozen battery I only got one shot off before she kicked.
If only I could have captured the fifty person snow ball fight (involving several angry motorists, one of which spun his car around and tried to run us down, seriously), the fifteen foot tall snow man by the Shop, the 4 wheelers towing snow boarders and skiers, the giddy look on everyone's face as they remembered what it was like to be excited by the surprise of nature, the people ice skating down 18th street. Hmmf, alright that's enough. Photos do it so much better. Well, rumor has it that we are supposed to get another blast tomorrow. Maybe I'll be more prepared for it this time. The Minnetonkas aren't the ideal snow boot.