It's a good thing Al Gore stopped calling it "Global Warming" and started calling it "Climate Change" because the Ice Age that is setting in really needs to be greeted with government money and bureaucratic regulation. And a stack of newspapers and firewood roaring in the fireplace (that was last night -- tonight I just have the furnace cranked up).

Yeah, the forecast says it'll be 3 degrees around here tonight. It has been snowing of and on since Friday -- it's piled pretty high out there. The car did some slipping and sliding tonight even during the short drive to Cookie's Cub Scout meeting (well, not so short since I first drove to the wrong meeting venue).

So now I sit here in my living room with the TV blissfully off (we've been leaving it off a lot more lately, and that much improves the quality of life) and I'm contemplating pouring one last glass of port for myself.

Yep, it's time. Stevie-baby, when you gonna report to the blog on life in the Big Sunshine?