Attention: snowpocalyptic literature insideSo okay. The snow. It went like this: Bob Grant and I hung out at Starbucks (and saw Alexis!) Friday night, just as the white fluffy stuff was starting up. We left at 9 pm, by which time there was a good two inches already on the ground; I got home and prepared to be holed up inside for the next 36 hours.
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