Forecasting At The Front Door

I’ve been looking at the radar and the latest runs of the computer models. I’ve even sent an Instant Message to Steffie on Long Island?

“How much snow?” I wanted to know.

She said it’s beginning to stick. I’m not sure if that’s enough to calm me down.

I’ve been to the front door a few times now. Last time I checked it was coming down with the consistency of very light dandruff.

I will have to drive in it. I will pay to plow it. My wife reviles it. I still need it to snow heavily overnight and into tomorrow.

Remember the magic words, “as forecast.”