Posted by: fullandbye | November 28, 2006

icily beautiful

I was in my first ever bus collision yesterday. Not an experience I would like to repeat.

I moseyed to Fremont (beer in hand) and saw the snow paint a newborn innocence on streets I know so well.

I love how sometimes the falling snow makes halos around the streetlights.

And though muffled by downy hood over tingling ears, the crunchy earth sounds like a Robert Frost poem.


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  1. ::double-take:: LJ deja-vu. So were you on the same bus as Chris?
    Never popped that cherry, though once the accordion section of the bus had burst and started *pouring out* a hot liquid that smelled like coolant. Got splashed a bit.
    Photos need to be taken.


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