Monday, January 24, 2005
God, I hate snow. If anything could make this already ugly burg uglier, it's eighteen inches of sludgy, mucky snow punctuated with the new and horrifying experience of not only being able to smell the dog pee, but see it. O New York, thanks so much for this extra sensory dimension to our grand civic problem of dog waste! It's just what I needed! A treasury of mountain-dew colored urine blossoms punctuated by grimy boot-tracks! You're the best!