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It's snowing in DC, there's about four inches on the ground and the nation's capital resumes it's annual brain fade about winter weather.
Personally, I don't get it. I grew up in the mountains; four inches would be regarded as a light day and not worth waking up early over. Around here, every grocery store for twenty square miles has been completely cleaned out of milk, bread, toliet paper and disposable diapers. And don't even think about driving through the streets.
Winter drivers tend to fall in one of two camps: the ones that drive like they're trying to dodge the flakes and the ones who think 'since I got that spiffy four wheel drive, I can cruise down these side roads at sixty miles an hour'. Both of these drivers tend to end up in the side of the road, usually after some low grade vehicular incident.
--Update--
I'm looking out the window of my office to the streets of DC and I notice two things:
1) The sidewalks are completely clear and probably have enough salt on them to cover all the pretzels sold at a Yankees' game.
2) The streets are completely white and will probably be a solid sheet of ice by 7pm this evening.