Where are my sled dogs when I need them?
There was not one single snowflake when I left downtown at 4:30. By the time I hit the Lake City Way exit, it was hailing and by the time I made it 15th Ave it was blowing snow. Cars were sliding down the hill and into each other. Rather than risk expensive body work and/or an auto insurance claim, I abandoned ship at 104th and 15th and walked the rest of the way home to 136th. Fortunately, I was wearing the warm wool flannel pants. Unfortunately, my choice of footware was flimsy leather loafers. Ah well, I have a very good excuse for not going to work tomorrow morning.