They say it’s going to snow and snow and snow and snow and snow and snow and snow over the next two or three days in our neck of the woods. Some of the talking heads on TV are talking about the heaviest snow of holy-cow-maybe-ever, as if we didn’t have 30 inches of snow in mid-April half a decade ago — holy moley, was that five years already? But anyway nobody has said this one will be 30 inches.
Maybe these will be my famous last words and something horrible will happen to me as I negotiate the storm, but enough with the OMGs and the sky is falling, all right? It’s snow, it may even be a lot of snow, but there are worse things than a whole lot of snow.
Like Godzilla destroying your hometown. I mean, amirite?
Let it snow and snow and snow and snow and snow and snow and snow. I defy you, Snowman. I double dog dare defy you.
The spring equinox is less than four weeks away, on March 20. However much it snows and snows and snows and snows and snows and snows and snows, it’s going to melt. That, in the end, is what snow does.
Ah, don’t mind me. I’m feeling ornery today. Maybe I’ll go on social media and try to convince someone they’re wrong about something. Yeah, that’ll be a productive use of my time.
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