My commute to work was foiled by a whopping 3 inches of snow, timed just so, that it completely fucked up the commute. Ninety minutes into what should be a twenty five minute drive, I gave up and turned around. Somewhere in there is a metaphor for 2009.

So I’m home with the cat and some coffee and my laptop and that’s about the extent of what I have planned for the entire day/evening.

Happy New Year Blogosphere.