It all began like any other morning. I grabbed a bottle of water from the shelf in the fridge, tossed it into my bag, and headed out the door to work. I gave no special thought to the water bottle, until I arrived at the office and decided to take a drink. As soon as I pulled the bottle from the bag I knew something was amiss. Water is not hard. This bottle was. The entire bottle was nearly frozen solid. It must have been cold in the fridge! I shrugged it off, deciding that it would melt soon enough, and decided to open it anyway for a sip. I twisted the cap, as per the usual bottle opening methods, and was promptly rewarded with a shower of ice cold water across my lap. The floor got a bit wet too, but I must confess I was more concerned with the cold spray that had gotten on ME. I will not even begin to divulge the sounds I may or may not have emitted at this event. At any rate, I swiftly recovered, and decided to stick the bottle ...
A Southern geek with a creative streak