You Can Throw a Drink In My Face

It is unbelieveably cold up here in Minnesota. I was just outside. Holy Crap. It is 9:00 Wednesday night, and we have a current temperature of 13 degrees with winds gusting from 17 to 25 mph making it -3 below with the wind chill. Thankfully tomorrow it is suppose to heat up to 17 degrees. As I was driving home in my truck that wasn't warming up fast enough, I was thinking about how much I have been complaining about the cold lately. It got me to thinking if I ever complain about it when it gets too hot. I don't think I do. I don't think people should be able to complain about the cold in the winter and the heat in the summer. I know it is going to be a long winter up here, therefore I highly doubt that I will stop complaining about the cold weather. That being said I would like to issue a formal invitation to anyone to throw a drink in my face if I ever complain about it being too hot. I was thinking about letting people punch me in the face, or kick me in the boys, but that would just be painful. Plus if I am complaining about the heat, chances are you will have a cold drink in your hand and it will feel good anyhow. Alright enough mindless babbling. I haven't posted a picture of the day in a while so here you go. I don't know exactly when this picture was taken. Obviously it was when Nate and Andy were living with me. I think on this particular night, Nate, Andy and I were out at the bars. (I know shocking) For some reason when we got home, Nate and I got into a battle of throwing water on each other. Ironically it sort of goes along the lines of this posting. Anyhow as you can see I am drenched. And I love the look on Nate's face. I would call that look, the "Buddy, you don't know what the hell you are talking about" look.