Fridge is stocked with so much beer that it should last through next weekends bombogenesis. And probably the one after that. Let’s go!
OBS. It’s a beautiful star filled night. Cold and crisp. 30 degrees. Feels like a storm is coming soon to a theater near you.
That was ugly. A few drawn out inches on Snow TV? Anyone worried that the mountains could start robbing us of even the WAA. The thought just crossed my mind.