Monday, January 24, 2005
Looks like they've collected the snow from lower Manhattan and piled it in a huge mountain outside of my office, presumably as a staging ground for dumping it in the East River. There is still a small part of me that wants to throw down my briefcase and climb the mountain. I can remember myself from 20 years ago and he would've definitely done it. Most likely he would've also taken large boulders of snow to create a fort from which he would exclude his younger brother. But that kid is long gone, replaced with an old dude who wouldn't know fun if it was dumped right at his feet by a Komatsu D31E-20.
