Last night was fun.  Got some writing done at the pub, and Bryan got some drawing done.  That was before we had approximately nine beers each.

On the walk home, Bryan threw a giant snowball in my face and then ran home!  He sprinted a block away and ran into the apartment!

So, when he was inside (oh, and hiding), I picked up this gigantic clump of snow that was in the parking lot and carried it inside.  It was about a foot in diameter, seriously.  On my first try to pick it up, it stuck to the cement and I fell backwards.

This morning it was still melting in the bathtub.