Time to fire up the Tauntaun and get to work. At least six more inches on the way today.
I think maybe later on I’ll go out to the garage and talk to my bike for a little while. At this point it probably won’t even look at me.
This is the only two-wheeler that’s been getting any action around here:
Just look at that smug bastard with its stupid, mocking light. “Oh, hai! I love the snow! Isn’t it pretty? Look at me frolic and play in it. Weeee!”