
The very accurate thermometer in my truck read the first degree of frozen, 32 degrees. I drove to the bus stop and stood outside shivering until the warm cozy ACF arrived and rescued me from frostbite.
It's time to find my real winter coat.
Commuting from rural New Jersey to NYC via bus. And the wackos I am forced to share this twice daily experience with. Written while in motion on the bus via blackberry.
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