Yeah, bring on Morch. The toxic cocktail of high expectations going into the season, teases of beautiful patterns in the weeklies that kept failing, bad timing, Scooter Streaks effing up the December and January opportunities in favor of the MA, mixed bag events, way below average snow despite greater than average precip and favorable temp regimes, and the sheer stability of this garbage all winter, makes this one of the worst in my life. I was too young to remember the 80s and early 90s up until March '93, so I'll say it's the worst in recent memory. This one even beats '11-'12, which at least featured one exotic system and a historic heatwave. '15-'16 was a stinker too, but frankly I was still satiated by the glory of the previous season. It is what it is. I'm over it. We regroup and look forward to warmer weather, beaches, babes and barbecues.