Where I live, that fluffy white stuff is bits o' burned houses.
Tho' admittedly for those of us whose houses have NOT burned down during the seasonal Mother Nature Does Housecleaning With A Blowtorch festivities, it is warm, and will be sunny as soon as it stops snowing house bits.
Meanwhile my neighborhood will soon be celebrating the holiday season by renting snowblowers, filling a dry reservoir, and charging people 20 bucks to play in it.
I'll take "it could be worse" for $500...
Tho' admittedly for those of us whose houses have NOT burned down during the seasonal Mother Nature Does Housecleaning With A Blowtorch festivities, it is warm, and will be sunny as soon as it stops snowing house bits.
Meanwhile my neighborhood will soon be celebrating the holiday season by renting snowblowers, filling a dry reservoir, and charging people 20 bucks to play in it.
-- Postcard from California, Land of the Fake