Due to my total inability to plan ahead, and coupled with an ever-growing oral fixation issue, I found it unavoidably necessary to walk up to 7-11 at 8 o’clock at night for cigarettes during a freaking blizzard.

I live a block and a half from Colfax. Colfax is the street you go to for a good, greasy burrito, pizza by-the-slice or a hooker. Colfax is always busy. Tonight, as I crossed Colfax, there was only one car to be seen in either direction–and it was broken down. There were people just walking right down the middle of the street. There were quite a few pedestrians out tonight (damn tobacco companies! We should all sue for frostbite injuries!). It was, in a word, apocalyptic.

IT GAVE ME THE SHIVERS.*

I should also add that as I walked out the front door, I stepped into snow up to my knees. Not that I’m all super-model tall or anything, but up to my knees? Seriously? And it hasn’t even begun to slow yet.

Tomorrow my kids are going to teach me how to make a snowman.

*God, I hope someone** gets that reference.

**Besides Molly, of course. I know you get it, dude.