Tuesday, December 29, 2009


It's flipping cold outside. The wind chill is supposed to be below zero, and the wind is absolutely brutal.

Years ago, I acquired a fleece sausage with hand and foot holes. Since that time, the Snuggie has become popular, but I prefer my fleece sausage. I haven't worn it since I moved to Gloucester (at least not that I recall), but I am enclosed within it tonight.


  1. Mais oui. I think that in Malden it was referred to as my fleece "bag."