So, Keef Williams, Class of 2007 texts me and says, "I want a Syracuse Hoody." I tell Keef, "I never got a Louisville Hoody." So, we're trading. I began my hoody search at 11 a.m. yesterday and finally, at 3 p.m. I found his request of an Orange, XXL sweatshirt. It took me so long to find this that I decided I wanted one, too. Why? There's nothing like a hoody wrapped around the head on a cold, winter day (which, by the way, arrived again last night --- more snow). Growing up, I lived in hoodies and there was a period of time, too, when I slept in them with the cloak around my ears. Ah, blessed be the comfortable man who is happy.
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