Epstein's Mother Saves My Arse

Thanks to the Storm of the...Day, one of my professors pushed the due date of a 15-page paper from Friday to Monday. I would have danced a jig in my apartment, but I really don't have the room.
We only got about four or five inches, but it's my first snow in the city, and shoveling my car out from the snowplowed mound was a hoot. It's snowing again this morning, and more is predicted for Wednesday, which is fine as long as I can still leave Thursday. I don't care if I have to drive west to St. Louis and down to Houston and over to Jacksonville and up the East Coast, I'm going home. Dammot.

I saw a man on the side of the road with a sign: "Will work for food." So I gave him a coconut.