Ah, snow. Snow is always a favorite of mine. It makes me feel entitled to be lazy. Like it’s a patriotic duty. It also allows everyone else in town to be a fucking maniac, hoarding food and toilet paper like the grasshopper who never prepared for winter.

It also reminds me of one of the few reasons I ever had to make a point of reading the Charlotte Observer. Doug Robarchek. He wrote the Outfront column (ironically buried deep in the paper above the tv listings) from 1986 until his retirement in 2005. I always enjoyed reading his column and delightfully over the top sarcasm.

I’m reminded of him because he would inevitably write about the ominous Lone Charlotte Snowflake. Once sighted, it would cover the entire city, causing everyone to hoard, forget how to drive and tell everyone else about their feelings on the weather as well as pointing out that it was in fact not them, but everyone else who could not drive.

Anyways. I wanted to take this time to pay homage to a man who made it a bit easier for me to be stuck in traffic yesterday trying to get home.