Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Warm Places, Happy Thoughts: I used to like snow. Now I never want to see another flake again.

In case you're wondering, I was trapped in Boston over the weekend. I was supposed to fly back to DC on Sunday afternoon, but the two-to-three feet of snow complicated that.

Sitting in that house all day about made me stir crazy. I eventually had to venture out into the frozen tundra in search of the one elixir that could save my sanity -- alcohol. But there was nary an open liquor store open in sight. I had to trudge for almost a mile before I found one. Luckily I still made it back in time to watch most of the NFC Championship Game.

Growing up in Dallas, we'd get a few inches of snow every year. It was great. The whole metroplex would shut down, and we'd go out and play. Since I moved away from Texas a mere five years ago, I've now gone through two blizzards with 20-plus inches of snow. Enough's enough.