Or maybe algore is out of town and took his global warming hot air with him.
Well, now that you bring it up, my rather new next-door neighbor who is from Egypt and has only one shirt and one pair of sandals to his name went out at 12:30PM and washed his cars in the snow/rain and mowed half of his back yard until his mower deck clogged up and then he tilted it forward and loaded up the cylinder with lukewarm engine oil and went back inside to plan his next tactical move.
But, am I complaining? No, not a bit, the nutcase on the other side of me collects old Volkswagens and bits and pieces of same along with all their slowly seeping vital fluids and shares them with me at times like these - and then he comes over to play a game of Scrabble.
Soon, I will be celebrating the rebirth of another year and reeking of MTBE-laden blood-bought gasoline and contributing to yet another preening of God's green earth.
Ain't Spring grand?