Glad to be here once again guest posting for Auntie Nettie while she's off doing something or other. I don't know what exactly. She was last seen slogging through the January slush/snow/ice/rain mix toward a train, when she was engulfed in a person-sized wave of goop from the splashing of a passing car, so who knows where she'll wash up.
As for me, can I level with you?
I'm having a hard time with the snow too. The drifts are burying me.
It's driving me crazy.
It's really ringing my bell.
I'm a basket-case.
Some days I get home from the office, feeling like I've been wrung out and hung up to dry.
I've tried self-medicating with all kinds of things.
The old stand-by of chocolate,
mashed potatoes, 
and ice cream seemed to help ... a little. 
I decided to seek out some advice on how to deal with the winter blues.
My colleague, The Roaming Gnome,
predictably told me to go on a tropical vacation. 
Hate to tell you R.G., my excursion to the Dole pineapple farm didn't help.
I just managed to remember how much I hate pineapple,
and then I picked up another bug on the plane trips.
I had to resort to more drugs.
While I was in a NyQuil induced fog, I had visions of a wise
Jedi Master who gave me some unexpected advice:
But maybe that was the alcohol in the NyQuil talking?
I'm having a hard time with the snow too. The drifts are burying me.
It's driving me crazy.
It's really ringing my bell.
I'm a basket-case.
Some days I get home from the office, feeling like I've been wrung out and hung up to dry.
I've tried self-medicating with all kinds of things. The old stand-by of chocolate,
mashed potatoes, 
and ice cream seemed to help ... a little. 
I decided to seek out some advice on how to deal with the winter blues.My colleague, The Roaming Gnome,
predictably told me to go on a tropical vacation. 
Hate to tell you R.G., my excursion to the Dole pineapple farm didn't help.I just managed to remember how much I hate pineapple,
and then I picked up another bug on the plane trips.
I had to resort to more drugs.
While I was in a NyQuil induced fog, I had visions of a wise
Jedi Master who gave me some unexpected advice:
But maybe that was the alcohol in the NyQuil talking?
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