On my way home from the office today, I stopped at a convenience store to grab a bottled water, and when I walked inside, the clerk blurted out, to no one in particular, "It's so motherfucking hot that I'd run around the block buck-naked if we could have just one more day of spring."
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I couldn't offer her much help in the weather department (save for genuine empathy), but the spring rolls at this Thai joint at least offer up the reminder that spring is only, what, another nine months away?
Can you guess where I'm eating?