I must confess I like snow Albuquerque-style. Which is to say
"Hey, did you see the snow?"
"No, I was in the bathroom."
If I have to have snow, that's the kind of snow I prefer. As in not much and not for long. Yes, it's lovely up there on the mountain, and it's even pretty to look at in the city so long as I'm indoors looking out at it. Walking in it, traveling in it, not so much. Annoying. Hellish, even. I prefer to set out across a parking lot relatively secure in… Continue