well, the weather outside is frightful...

The snow and I have a love/hate relationship. As a kid, my fondest memory of the snow was my brother knocking my glasses off in the snow and then hitting me in the eye with a snowball. I was crying and my eyeball was damn near frostbitten. He's a bastard. As I got older, I began to like it. Building snowmen, catching snowflakes on my tongue, making penis-shaped snow angels...yeah, snow is cool. But now? It's a drag. It just keeps me from doing things. And I hate the cold. Thank God I went out and got this kick ass hat.

I love it. It keeps my head and ears nice and cozy. I feel I have an obsession with it now. I pretty much wear it all the time. I have to get more.