They Told Me So

Everyone knows it takes some serious shit to impress a Minnesotan when it comes to winter. Well, consider me impressed, New York. The snow started mildly, during a quiet evening at the Olive Garden in Times Square. I know, I know. It was a labor of love and breadsticks for my hungry boyfriend.

I fell asleep to this:

This was my first foray into shooting in night vision. Forgive me, I'm no Paris Hilton.

And I woke up to this:

My neighbor's yellow cab. He's not going anywhere.

My other neighbor's bike. Also, not going anywhere.