How Was Your Snowy Commute?
This morning, at around 10 a.m., I stood at a bus stop, 30 minutes into the morning's snow-filled commute. A fellow rider huddled next to me in the bus shelter remarked that the snow was pretty. "Yeah," I replied, "but why did this have to happen in March!"
"Because March is fucked up," he said. "You [...]




