There was an accident on the 126 this is evening. I was on my way home and there was a car by the side of the road completely engulfed in bright, orange flames. Very pretty. I slowed down as I was passing through and while it was freezing outside and all my windows were rolled up and I was at least thirty feet away from the inferno, I still felt the heat.

This is actually my second car-barbecue experience. But it still would've been the high point of my day --just for the prettiness factor-- if it weren't for the news of the raise and the unexpected bonus earlier. That was sort of nicer.

Oh, and I suffer from goggle hair now. (I tell people they're safety glasses so they'll leave me alone.) I hate it but what can you do, eh.