there's no business like snow business...

almost valentine's day and it seems mother nature shot us in the ass last weekend...we all knew it was going to happen...after last year's winter which was a no-show for snow we seemed doomed...but then maybe we all thought after hurricane sandy we were owed one...or two...no dice...there it was...snow...and lots of it...someone answer this one...when did they start naming snowstorms...and who thought of using cute disney names?...nemo was that adorable little fish...ask anyone east of the nassau-suffolk borderline and they will tell you it should have been named "winter storm you're fucked"...and now i see the weathermen (and women) almost whispering the forecast...afraid they will be strangled when they mention the word snow...more days of cold temperatures and frosty precipitation...i found myself closing my eyes and dreaming of southern heat...until i saw pictures of a tornado a mile wide eating up mississippi...mouth agape, subconsciously clicking my heels together...looking for margaret hamilton on that broomstick...then shrugging and picking up my two-ton snowboots and gloves...spring is looming in the distance they say...but i keep thinking....they shoot groundhogs...don't they??