Why I will never drink a slushie again

I didn't know what a "winter mix" was until I left Edwardo's last night around 8 o'clock. When I walked into the restaurant at 5 it was a bit dreary out, but a calm, fairly warm day.

When I came out to my car at 8 it looked like someone bleached the apocalypse and sent judgement day upon the suburbs.

A "winter mix" is basically a giant slushie sent from hell to punch you in the face. Snow, sleet, hail, ice, rain...and wind to stir it all up.

Point taken. Chicago is not a city to go out in unprepared.