Monday, December 01, 2008

yeah snow

From Fargo. I like the fit William H. Macy has while he's scraping the windshield. That's how I feel when I have to scrape ice off my windshield; I would like to beat the hell out of the windshield with the scraper. My problem is I'm too short or my arms aren't long enough or a sad combination of both. Trying to scrape the center of the windshield is difficult. Unless I really lean into the car. But it's snowy and my car is dirty, and I don't need a dirty snow mix on the front of my coat that will melt and soak me while I'm driving. A part of my windshield remains unscraped. I'm not perfect, I assure you. I assure you with an icy line down the middle of the windshield.