Way Too Happy..

as many of my eastern-seabord brethren witnessed this happiest of birthdays, a great snowstorm blanketed the northeast in thick, white powder. I waited patiently in the city until 1am, then made my trek home over mountain and through valley. Yea, I was rewarded. Virtually untouched by plows were the roads beyond the city limits, and mine SVX did forge its way thru over twelve deep inches of thick snow.

And behold, mine SVX forged good and true, for I am here now imparting my wonderous joy to all of thee. Up steep hills, snow flew over mine hood and into mine windshield, forcing me to summon the mightiest of all: the windshield wipers of eternal glory. With a smile like that of a child on Christmas, I guided my vehicle to its home. It sits now in the driveway, sated at having gotten sideways so many times throughout the afternoon.

Merry Christmas, even though I'm Jewish.

-adam