This snow may be fun to drive in, but it’s not fun to shovel. When I woke up this morning, it was snowing as hard as it was when I went to bed, and there were about six inches on the ground. I’m gonna have to drive my wife to work, otherwise I’m sure she’ll end up sliding through an intersection and killing somebody. Besides, I don’t want to shovel the foot of snow that got piled up around my car by the snowplow.
Oh, and I got the postcard Zeth sent me from Amsterdam. I’m gonna scan it in later and put it up here.