I had this carved ahead of time, but it refused to go out in the cold. I forced it into the box this morning. Fearing that someone would hear all the screaming coming from the box, I rushed off towards work. I discovered at a stop light along my way that The Box Of the Month Log Book (red book), that usually resides in the box, was hugging the heater vent in the truck.

All I can say is BRRRRRRRRR.