Wake-Up Call: The white stuff

Danger! Danger! No one has driven down my street since I arrived home late last night (after carousing through a close-to-empty downtown last night). There's no telling when, if ever, the newspaper will arrive. Maybe tomorrow, when the temperature returns to fifty degrees.

I am looking at the foot of snow on my back deck -- and at the free-flowing traffic on Speer Boulevard and I-25 beyond it -- and listening to Peter Boyles's radio show. He's back in classic form, with a show dedicated to "Danger Weather" and our overreaction to yesterday's blizzard.

The only danger here: splitting a gut, from laughter. And snow it goes.

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