**Joke shamelessly stolen from Third Rock From the Sun.
Oh, my goodness.
That last snowfall warning I told you about dumped up to 70 cm on my city, although it packed down to about a foot in most places, and we got a thaw Monday afternoon that made the roads passable. However, now it's blanketing down again.
I'll reiterate that I live in the one magical little corner of Canada that doesn't get snow. Supposedly.
Yesterday, I saw a car with a mohawk (the driver tried to swipe the roof clear, but couldn't reach the middle, so: snow mohawk), and today I can't see anything; the buildings are grey shadows with white static falling in front of them and an erased world behind them.
Nothing is going to move today; not buses, not cars, not planes, and probably not even pedestrians. I feel so sorry for the people who had planned to travel for the holidays. If you're one of those, please have an internet hug and a virtual rum toddy from me.
What it looks like right now:
A more typical winter day:
The Albino Brain Chiggers have eaten the cars: