This is what I woke up to this AM. I will admit, it is pretty while coming down but eventually you have to go out in this crap. Then it usually sucks the big one, especially if you don’t engage in those patently ridiculous winter sports like snowshoing or cross-country skiing or some such rot.

Okay, okay, I can think of a few folk who make good use of this solidified form of liquid. My neighbor across the street is a snow sculptor. He is probably ecstatic today, though I do question his mental stability. What is wrong with him? Still, he creates cute pieces of his art. Below is his creation from our last dump.

Such distractions are hardly enough to compensate for the dread I feel when seeing tons of this white stuff descending from the heavens. It is enough to make a man regret selling his winter home in Florida where the following was easily accessible.

Then again, I would have to live in Florida, where Ron DeSantis is Governor. No, I’ll take the cold and snow. Besides, soon Spring will be here and all will be glorious again.

Spring will arrive …. right?