Far over the misty mountains cold To dungeons deep and caverns old We must away ere break of day To seek the pale enchanted gold
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells While hammers fell like ringing bells In places deep, where dark things sleep, In hollow halls beneath the fells.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Damn Ruskies. This current cold snap brought to you by the Siberian Express. Those damn Russians, sending us their cold and snow. This morning at about 6 the temperature outside was about 30, right now it's about 12.