Did I seriously think I could ward off a downpour by buying a raincoat? Hell, yes! It's bloody snowing. And, it's not the fake almost-rain type. It's the heavy, sticky, fluffy stuff. I'm dancing in the streets. News from a snowbound Canada shovelling out of drifts post-St. Paddy's annual storm had me a tad homesick. Let's break out the Kanuk and the lunar boots...
Wonder what will happen if I buy a ski-doo?
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