I was knocking off the icicles on the front of the studio today and one of them (probably a foot and a half long) rode the pole right on down to my mouth *SMACK!* Gave me a fat lip and I was sure a cracked tooth, but false alarm thank goodness. Hard to find a dentist not on holidays.
I ordered pizza last night. My wife puts all the uneaten slices in a big ziploc bag. That was breakfast and lunch both. My wife drove me to work this morning and we happened across a young neighbor walking to work. It was fifteen degrees out and a biting wind was whipping up snowdust across the lane. Turns out he works about three miles away across town. Hopefully he'll take us up on a ride from now on. That's just ridiculous.
The studio is pretty slow over the holidays, but sure to pick up after Christmas. I got in a game of Dropzone Commander today, or at least a few turns. I'm going to learn that game a ton better and soon.