It's supposed to warm up this weekend. I just looked out the window and saw my dear prom date scooping snow from the huge bank that has been sitting here for at least a month. He threw each scoop up into the air so that it would slam down to the driveway in a somewhat even fashion. Goal: thin the snow out to get it to all go away faster. I'm with him. It's a good idea. But still I opened the window, took a few photos, and then:
Me: You look like a crazy person.
Eric: That's fair.
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