It’s Saturday and we got an inch of snow last night. Not a lot, just enough to make every fucking thing white again. I managed to get back and forth to work Thursday and Friday driving in the lovely ice storm we had. That was real fun.
Luckily they dumped enough salt and sand on the roads that I think they deteriorated the top inch of pavement also, so it wasn’t slick while I was driving.
I bitch so much about the weather here that I think I should just say fuck it and become the weatherman in town. I’d be pretty good at it, and there wouldn’t be any of that stupid barometric pressure bullshit talk going on either. It would either be, umbrella, sunglasses, coat or hide in the basement. That would be all I’d have to do. See this big blob of green shit, well if you can figure out where the hell on this map you live, and this is going over you… then you’re fucked. It would be that simple.