Not quite three feet, but upon further review, maybe I was too hasty in my condemnation of the local weather doomsayers.I've already paid bills, finished the payroll, and cleared my desk of all correspondence, and I have, oh lessee, six hours to go. I'm about to offer my services at a significant discount, gentle souls, and as the day gets long and my mind begins to wander, my fingers tend to follow suit.
UPDATE: It's officially a blizzard, people. Somewhere, former Channel 7 Chief Meteorologist Gil Whitney just blew a load in his grave. (That was for you, Beau. I just went old school on your ass)