9 Degrees
So this is the official Passat reading from this morning. 9 degrees. . .and that's actually the temperature on the upswing.
My look of winter despair. 9 painful degrees.
My look of winter despair. 9 painful degrees.
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you know, that's what my car really needs, an outside temp gauge. i miss that about my passat. every car should have that. i miss that more than the heated seats even. don't feel too bad though, when i was in montana, -15. and i was outside fueling jets. and it was windy! wind chill, -40. side note: an lds choir of 45 from kirkland opened the washington state legislature. pretty cool!
Side note. . .remember Heidi and how you just sold her with no regard for her feelings?
well, let's be reasonable. it's not like i traded her. remember after i got bruno, heidi was still in the stable too. it wasn't until i found a good home for her that i let her go. and i still get to see her every time i go up to oak harbor. see, just like redford, we may let them go, but we keep them close. and i never told you this, but heidi was actually a little hoochie mama. i deserve better.
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