What a yucky day. We are simply being issued ice. Even The Sweetie recognizes that it is unpleasant to be outdoors. My cousin has some kind of Stage 4 cancer, which I understand is not the best stage, but his prognosis is positive. One of my closest colleagues has been diagnosed with some kind of bilious cirrhosis. Something is wrong with me, but so far the medical profession has been unable to put a label on it. Oh well, at least the Patriots are in the Super Bowl.