For the first time since we've lived here, we've had a serious shovel-the-walks and sled-down-hills snowstorm. I'll let y'all in on a secret, one that I never speak out loud in my house (but my wife reads this blog, so the jig will be up soon): I like winter and I like snow. There. I said it. Serious piles of snow will make beautiful the ugliest bullshit man can create.

I feel like a kid again seeing the blankets of white covering everything. I've never been too outdoorsy of a guy, so on days like this I would curl up with a good book under a warm blanket or watch a good movie. Nowadays with broadband communications (and not being in Kansas) I have more opportunities to while away the hours, but the principle remains the same: have fun inside, drink warm liquids and be a dork. At age 15, I might have worked on my D&D characters (I always liked the preparations more than the games). Nowadays I might play a little virtual pinball, do a little blogging, and watch the Knightriders DVD. I can't say I find this a bad day.