So, I wait all day until it appears the snow is stopped. And then I go out to shovel and scrap the cars off. And what happens? It starts snowing even heavier than before. The streets were clear when I went out there. Buy the time I headed back into the house the street was covered for the first time today. I give up. I'm refusing to shovel any more snow this year. If we get more snow tonight or another storm before Spring arrives, the snow is just going to have to melt itself under the rays of the sun 'cause I'm not gonna do it. I feel like Charlie Brown. And would you look at that. Snoopy is sitting in the dining room window laughing at me while he's sipping some Lagavulin 16. Not even the 8, but the 16! I guess that's why when I go trick or treating I'm always the one who ends up with a rock.