i'll hold your hands, they're just like ice

dog-of-the-day, your pal minnow.

it's finally getting cold, and while i like to complain about my chilly fingers and toes (and nose, and the insides of my very bones), it actually strikes me as appropriate to need a winter coat and gloves when one ventures outside. you know, in maine. in december. and maybe it's because of my new bean boots, but i find myself eagerly anticipating snow.

in the meantime, it is vital to keep up an almost constant intake of tea and toast.