7 Inches

7 inches. 7 heavy, penetrating, soft, dreamlike inches of... SNOW!  (What did you think I was talking about, pervert?) I don't mind being cold.  As long as there is snow. I don't mind the overcast, dreary days of winter.  As long as there is snow. I don't mind being stuck at home because of the …

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Punxsutawney, Do You Phil Me?

Perhaps a bit sadistic in my thought process, but I am somewhat glad that Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow this morning.  Okay, so he only has a 39% positive prediction rate, and the odds are more in favor of spring than of another six weeks of winter. BUT, I feel like we are getting royally screwed out of …

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