An Open Letter to Williamstown.

Dear Billytown,

Can I call you "Billytown"? Actually I don't care what you would prefer because yoooou stink like an ELEPHANT'S BUTT! What is this "high of -5" crap?? You can take your purple mountains and your New England autumns and shove them up your behind. Not happy here Billy.

Cheers,
Disrguntled and Cold in the Berkshires.

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Seriously folks, it's COLD here. I was also thinking about writing an open letter to the guy who invented that ad for Disarrono describing its "warm, sexual taste". That's just nasty.

On another note, I met a New England "Magic: The Gathering" champion last night. He goes to Williams! While I myself never played magic in my youth -- although once I was traumatized when someone thought I was when I brought Tarot cards to school in 8th grade -- people I know and love were once avid fans of the geeky pasttime so I thought I would share this incredible news.