Snow = Such Nonsense Of Winter

Since "tis the season," I'm thankful there's no snow outside and that it rarely snows in Portland. There's nothing I like about snow except its sound muffling qualities. It's too bright for my already sensitive eyes, the sound it makes when you walk through it makes my skin crawl, I also can't stand the sound of breaking ice, and I suffered through far too many Iowa winters having to scrape that heavy gross white stuff that I call "Jack Frost's testicle dandruff" from cars and sidewalks to ever understand why anyone likes it. The only worse form of precipitation is hail.