A quote from the Boss seems appropriate, since this was the approach to the New Jersey Turnpike this morning: fist-sized globs of snow, with a little sleet rattling against the windows for percussion.
Fortunately the roads weren't as slippery as they looked and I got to Newark Airport with a few dents in my palms from clenching my fists but otherwise unharmed. I'm flying to Washington this afternoon, for a long weekend culminating in a visit to the Supreme Court Tuesday.
About which, more later.
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