Today, the weatherman drinks because he got it right.
Yeah. We’re around 3 inches and counting here at casa de loco. Wonderwife said it was damn near a whiteout where she’s at, and she wanted me to bag it. Me being me, ehh…not so much. So hopefully I’m not going to be doing anything damned silly.
I’m pretty sure this’ll qualify me for being more then half crazy. Hopefully I’ll also make it home tonight in less than an hour.
Also, a misclick got me a theme update, which blew up a couple things that I had tweaked. This is my “Unhappy with the ugly” face. At least I have something to do tonight.