Damn That Groundhog

When I saw Punxatawney Phil say six more weeks of winter, I wondered what his stats were. Even a hyper-sensitive weather rodent can't be right all the time. Well, he called this one on the money, because I'm watching snowflakes dust the ground. Yep, good old snow on March 30, more than a week into spring. Not heavy coverage that would shut the Ohio Valley down, but definitely enough to incite panic in a sunny southern state. Our vastly fluctuating weather isn't unheard of - this won't be the first year we've flirted with snow on Opening Day - but it's led to many headaches deciding if this is the weekend to mow the grass or break out the shovels. Whether we can chalk this one up to global climate change or just the nature of the Cincinnati weather beast, I'll be pretty damn happy when the temperature catches up with the calendar.

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Get ya hustle on!

On snowy days like today, I think of one thing I haven't seen in a long time...kids offering to shovel the driveway. What happened to all the enterprising youth, knocking door to door, eager to make some money? When I was younger, it was a battle of who could get bundled up first, get out, and start hitting their neighbors houses. We even had to do good work, or the next guy would get the business. Now, I'm doing well to see a random kid walking across the street, much less deliberately outside with a shovel. What happened? Is the draw of technology (xbox/ps3, computer, tv, phones, etc) greater than the prospect of having their own funds? Or is the thought of doing actual physical labor the deterrent? Maybe it's simpler...cold + no gloves = snowy sidewalks. Who knows. I know I could use some extra gas money, so children in snowy states beware! I have gloves, I'm not afraid of hard work, and I bring my own snow blower. Don't be surprised if you see my 30+ year old behind getting my hustle on, throwing snow in your direction. And I'm taking my hustle to the bank.

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