Sidewalk dry. Sunny. Life is good.

Neighbor has someone who does their driveway with a snowblower. Some millennial. Throwing snow far enough to hit our roof and windows.

Wife is "discussing" it with him now. Poor bastard. She got out there before I could get my shoes.


For even when we were with you, we gave you this rule: "If a man will not work, he shall not eat."

2 Thessalonians 3:10