Well, I remain relatively unscathed after my drive to work this morning — which, I must say, is no small feat, since it’s snowing pretty heavily and the roads haven’t seen even the rumor of a plow. I skidded into the curb and was sure I’d damaged the side of my car, but it appears unharmed. Dirty, encrusted with snow and ice, but unharmed. I think it’s very clear I won’t be travelling to Bellefonte this evening. I was hoping to see “Lost in La Mancha”, which, surprisingly, is playing there. But it’s at least a twenty-to-thirty-minute trip from my apartment (as I discovered over the weekend when I failed to arrive on time), and the snow doesn’t show signs of letting up and disappearing before tonight.

But man, I hate this snow.