I like snow. I like driving in it (except when blind or annoyed by dangerous morons). I like sitting in the house when it's falling. Heck, what I wanted to do most this morning was cuddle up with a warm and willing woman. Nothing like a little snow to get those cozy urges all al flowin. (And you know who wasn't gettin any.)
I was singing Grease tunes all day. Hafta stop listening to that soundtrack.
Some moron left his dinner on the stove last Monday. The moron in question realized that when he went to warm up dinner today. The moron ate waffles for dinner instead. Then hot chocolate. Mmmm.