you can't tell it in pictures how stun-fucking-cold it is. my legs is stiff. even my bike rolled slow, the cold says slow the fuck down! your headlong building bully world moves too almighty fast! i mo freeze your goofy ass! a guy says you're a brave man! i say i'm just crazy! crazy cold, man. 

in inside news, i don't think the cactus flower's gonna bloom. the stem was bent by penny and i rested it on the river stone she uses like a stone pillow and this morning i see she pushed it aside to lay her head and it's bent at an angle and has a few teeth marks. well r. says it smells like rotting meat when it opens so maybe it's just as well penny nipped it in the bud, there's no insects to attract to pollinate and it's the dead of winter anyway. it's potted life, only for display. it's nice to see winter blooms when the sap is frozen in the roots but who wants to smell death gimme sweet nectar anytime, umkay gnome sane?