The big snow set work back basically a week, and is going to cost me some vacation time that I won't have to spare if I really can go to Africa in the fall. (For those of you who don't get this on your local news, the latest official statement is that everyone gets Wednesday off, and people who actually came to work Tuesday get the day off, but despite the fact that both the University and all the roads outside of Champaign-Urbana itself were closed, they're still saying you have to take vacation if you didn't come in. They say that's what they did in 1979, so it's a precedent. That's like saying that if my father punched your father in the nose, I should be free to punch you in the nose because there's a precedent. A past injustice doesn't justify another one; English common law is a steaming pool of pig excrement. But that's a whole nother rant.) If the second snow keeps me from being able to see my tigers tomorrow (and while I'm confident now that I can get to Clay County, I don't know for sure that I can actually get through the back roads the last couple of miles; I'd walk those last couple of miles if I had to, but there isn't anywhere in Ashboro I could leave my car), you won't want to be near me, or even on the same Internet with me.
Good thoughts for my travel tomorrow and for the welfare of the cats (who are probably having some trouble coping with all this) are welcome. "Funny" comments claiming responsibility for the snow or saying how wonderful it is will be taken as evidence that the commenter genuinely hates me.