A very funny question to ask people today in NY

"Wherebouts do you HAIL from?"

Once they're done laughing at that, you say: "Just throwing that out there as an icebreaker!"

And you laugh together and slide onto the icy sidewalk, hugging, tears streaming down your cheeks and burning holes into the frozen matter all around you.

If they don't bite, that of course leads you right into: "OOoooo! Why the icy reception?" and "I feel like I'm really getting the cold shoulder, here!"

PS Are you familiar with comedian Roger HAILes??? Today would be a hilarious day to bump into him, and if you do -- YOU KNOW THE DRILL.

Here's how I feel about this cold

This intense, exposed skin-reddening cold is merited up high on a mountaintop, with a startling vista just bursting into view, some sort of spectacular 360 degree birdseyeview of some remarkable natural landscape, the song of a slowly-extincting bird fading in and out of earshot, a tent with a fullbody sleeping bag behind me, rustic coffee brewing in a rustic coffeepot at the fire site. This caliber of cold DOES NOT makes sense here in the city. It's not worth it. Breathing in an icy gust of crisp, slicing wind is not an activity that is earned by dirty sidewalks and crappy bodegas full of rotting fruit. There is no reason to experience it here. The ONLY thing that makes sense anymore is a movie marathon.


WORTH IT!


TOTALLY WORTH IT!


HERE IS A LANDSCAPE THAT HAS EARNED ITS COLD!


NOT WORTH IT.


WHY.


ECH.


NO, NO, NO, NO. No.

TGIF

I am being very productive and efficient, but the whole time my body and soul and mind is craving only one thing:

moviemarathonmoviemarathonmoviemarathon.

I just want to be tucked away in bed engaging in a movie marathon zombie fest of my own creation. BY MYSELF. NO. VISITORS. NO. COMPANY. I want to be a total fucking zombie running a solo, strenuous, moviest movie marathon.

PS
SHAC has a new short....editing now! Efficient!
In the meantime, enjoy the SHAC Friday classic: TGIF