Over here on the East Coast, it’s been a relatively mild winter for NYC so far, until the wee hours of last Saturday morning when prayers were answered. It’s almost February and not a lick of snow! My morning commutes have been so ice-free and I haven’t once slipped and broken my ass or had a passing bus spray me with foul brown toxic slush! With the Giants doing so well, people have run out of things to complain about until we finally got a nice layer of clean white snow that was properly turned into said foul brown toxic slush by early Saturday evening.
