Macmac – Didn’t mean to infer that the snow you guys were getting was not an amount to consider. Must have mis-spoken myself. I was tryin’ to say that what we got, here in SoCali the other day, was nothing compared to what ‘D seen during winters, in Ohio.
Used to go out plowing the stuff, with me father, back in the day. Not recommended as a sport, or even a hobby. Over a period of time, it became hard work. But, it got downright boring, too. After a couple of days of good plowing weather, a feller could get sore in places one mightn’t expect. That, without ever having to leave the cab of the truck. And, I was young, then.
‘Course, after 500 miles of good riding, a feller can get pretty sore in places, too. But, there doesn’t tend to be as much complaint over the matter.
Believe my best bee attack came on the way to work, one day. One of the little fellers managed to get between the bridge of my sunglasses and right between my eyes. That’s where it decided it had enough and proceeded to sting me.
Was late getting to work, that day, though not because of the bee sting. However, when my foreman came over to read me the riot act, I just took off my glasses and showed him how my nose went all the way up to my forehead. He got to laughing so much, that he forgot all about yelling at me.
