It was certainly slippery out there. It was nice to not have the snow, but we did have a pilot project that we've been waiting to try.

A 'Grand Old Man'. That means on our continent any one with snow white hair who has kept out of jail till eighty.

So I started shoveling Bob's driveway, which is a strange thing to do at a New Years Eve Party

He used to sit very quiet. Dangerous quiet, if you ask me. And he'd stare at her with that look he has. He didn't need drink to make him dangerous.

Is it weird in here, or is it just me?

There's a fine line between fishing and just standing on the shore like an idiot.