I was definitely psycho man back in The Day piling snow up so it would last longer. My late dad was in TEARS, from me trying to clean Greenwood Drive WITH A SHOVEL then piling it way the hell up by the north side of the house. I was even trying to spread it on the north lawn then stomping it down tight then piling even MORE, while neighbors gaped, with their jaws on the ground.
You only think you like the snow. I worshiped it!
Don't forget the drifts. There is no finer time in life, then savoring stolen snow!
You haven't lived, until you wait til 330am when every normie is fast asleep deep in the arms of Morpheus, then you kind of like just happen to be takin a shortcut right thru someone else's drift. Damn that felt fucking good! I would also roll around in the drift, getting the snow all over myself and thoroughly enjoying the sensation of being in a Arctic wonderland, maybe even getting lost in Greenland in a blizzard! I remember back when I was 23 in 1987, after the first 14 incher on Jan 22 1987, I went out late and I wallowed in every damn drift in Woodbridge! I was young and extremely crazy as hell and certifiably nuts about snow! I had the time of my life then! I was digging snow and rolling around in it and sliding around on ice patches screaming woooooo-hooooooo at the top of my lungs and dancing like Michael Jackson! You'da thought I just won 45 trillion dollars in the damn lottery. No, just happy about snow.
I hope with everything in my snow loving heart, that the Mid Atlantic gets 2013-2014'd REAL GOOD this winter! You all are way overdue! The pattern looks kind of trying to go that direction!