And if I had a flag I'd hang me flag out.
Ah, the first real snow at NU. Absolutely smashing. Nothing, I repeat NOTHING, beats the first snow. Although after a while it gets a tad annoying, the pure, fresh, beautiful snow can trump your tropics any day of the week. I feel like opening my window and shouting down to a boy with a sled, "What day is today, boy? Go buy the large turkey in the window of the butchers and meet me at the door!" Then I could proceed through the streets drunkenly carousing while people sang about Father Christmas. There might be a little crippled boy, too. Anyway, snow. It's nice. It's good for fighting without much injury. Unless there is pelting going on. Which is avoidable. And punishable.