(Except that it was slightly more impressive than this; I took this in the memorial parkette near climbing, and it had melted very quickly). But, you see? The One of a Kind show means Christmas, and Christmas means winter, and winter means snow, so voilà: snow. Don't y'all yell at me all at once. I warned you it was coming.
Of course, the best way to deal with cold and snow (and après climbing) is to have a nice, hearty brunch. (The Guinness was Pd's. He has English roots; he takes this whole business of pub brunch much more to heart than I do.)
Speaking of climbing, on Monday night I did about half (say, 20 feet) of a 5.12b. I am extraordinarily proud, and my fingers were in extraordinary pain. I am noting this here because it may be a feat I am doomed never to repeat.
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