Caveat: ya, so i’m a nut

Dateline:  Duluth

And just as it starts to get REALLY cold. It was down to about minus 20 F last night, and I was sorta worried my truck wouldn't start, but it did.  Good truck.

It's beautiful here – the lake is a hazy, steamy blue – surprisingly liquid despite the temperature and season.  The are several feet of snow on the ground.  Maybe  I really would consider living here.  Except that it's such a smallish city. 

So tonight I'll be heading back down to St Paul, and supposedly Mark and Amy want to go to Mary Chittenden's "moving to California" party tonight.  How ironic – considering my own thoughts of wanting to move to Minnesota.  Mary was someone who was a fixture during my tenure at the 1808 Portland Ave, where I roomed with Mark, Bob, Ken, and other despicables.  Long-time, no-see.  A ver. 

I got the truck stuck in a snowbank last night, trying to park at the motel (downtownish, 2nd @ 2nd approx).  A good samaritan in a beater pickup used a tow-rope to yank me out – he entered and exited his truck "dukes of hazard" style – through the window.  I guess the door didn't work.  Overall, it was an entertaining yet frigid experience. 

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