We're Headed Up My Mom's Ass!

The day the blizzard hit I found myself craving some soda. I underestimated the severity of the blizzard so I found myself thinking that there had to be a corner store open somewhere. I told Philip I'd be back soon with provisions. I grabbed my polaroid camera and headed out along Gottingen Street. It took me about 45 minutes to find anything open (which was the Irving on Robie Street). These are some photos I snapped along the way. I didn't return home until about midnight that night (I left shortly before 5), I got a little too caught up in a rousing game of Monopoly.









These polaroids are an effective representation of the visibility (or lack thereof) during the storm. I wasn't just trying to be artsy and obtuse.