The drive to work.
So, it was 70 degrees here in Bozeman on Sunday. I of course was in Sheridan losing my retirement and a 20 year-old bottle of scotch to The Prodigy. Monday was a little breezy and it tried to snow all day yesterday. Well last night it got after it. In the quaint little village of Belgrage the snow was light and barely noticeable, here at the Salt Mine its 6 inches deep and still coming down. In Bozeman proper word is that its over a foot deep.
Hmmmmm. Not a lot of golf this weekend I'm guessing. Might have to call T-Grek and have a rematch of the bar Olympics at Mixers. Shuffleboard, pool and Big Buck. That is after I return from Billings fleecing Schmalor, Skeets and Big Ade in poker.