I saw snow!

OK, so it wasn't exactly skiable.
To be honest it had no more potential than to make one mildly damn while putting out the trash. But I couldn't help but to gape in awe at the rate with which the larger-than-average snowflakes vanished into the ground as though they had armbands to shift their quantum signature (insert appropriate Star Trek tech here).

I want snow, real snow. The kind of snow that'll prevent me from having to spend a terrifyingly long day stuck in a room hammering out dozens of techie/business/indecipherable diagrams. After that... it's the same pant-wetting schedule for Wednesday. At least I can gain some entertainment by assessing which of the red-faced, arterially strained suited executives will burst a major artery first.