Last night I climbed a mountain.
Fortunately, I wasn’t alone.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t really a mountain, but a manmade mountain of snow.
Last night Rue, Tyler and I caught the 1o o’clock show of 3oo on the spur of the moment, and as usual I parked behind the theatre where usually employees park. If you stuck the bumper of my car on the pavement and it stood vertically, it would take at least two car lengths to reach the top of this mountain of snow. It stretched through the entire back half of the parking lot and we traversed the whole thing, untouched by the rest of the world, warm and toasty.
It was fun.
Oh, and by the way, Rachel Weisz and Anna Karina remind me of each other.
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