Apparently it pissed off the elder gods, because there is a metric buttload of snow today, and it's still snowing. At some point I should shovel and trace an elder sign onto the front lawn, but methinks it can wait until the snow stops, or at least takes respite.
As to my Aqualung-like tendencies:
I'm not sitting on a park bench. The girls that I eye with bad intent tend to not be so little, thank you. And I do have a code of personal hygiene that includes showering on a pretty regular basis.
The snot thing and the shabby clothes however are dutifully mine.
This however must spawn a new icon.