Folks,

So, I know I've been a big whining baby for the last couple months, telling you all how horrible winter in New England is and how I'd live in California if I could just get the balls. Anyway, I am here today to tell you that that is all over now. I will no longer complain about the cold and the snow because I have learned something - the winter is listening.

That's right, I have now become convinced that this last storm was winter's bitchslap to me for talking so much smack.

And so today I have nothing to say about the three feet of snow we got. I have no comment about being stuck in my house for three days playing Turbo Cranium (i.e. the worst game ever). I am absolutely mute about the hours of shoveling and the aching back that makes me walk like I have a load in my pants. And lord knows I'm not going to say a damn thing about the frozen pipes that have made my bathroom unusable for four days.

No, winter, I declare a truce. Let's be friends.