You've not seen nothing. 2-9-15

For the past week, my earworm has been Quinn the Eskimo (Manfred Mann version). I had a brief break with the warmer weather, but every time I get cold or see snow, the chorus goes through my head. And when Boop hears me humming, she wants me to sing. Misery loves company. And so, here you go... You can thank me later. You're welcome.