Snow + Inexperienced Driver

I have a two-hour driving lesson thingy today. While I am comforted somewhat by the fact that Vlad the Instructor (no, really, his name is Vlad) has his own brake pedal, I just wanted to say, I love you guys.

Wait, make that "y'all" or something -- apparently there are people who feel that other injustices in the world will take care of themselves, and so they devote their time to eradicating "you guys" as a gender-inclusive term, as it erases the feminine. I don't want my potentially last act in this world to be that I erase your femininity.

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I had a brilliant little essay about winter driving, Russian markets, and the end of the world, but my browser crashed and it went away and I don't intend to take the time to reconstruct it.

Grr.

Punk rock craft fair tonight in Davis Sq. A church craft fair in Marblehead tomorrow morning, complete with Mr. and Mrs. Santa arriving by lobster-boat. Then Providence, then a party if Providence doesn't keep us too late, then on Sunday J.'s parents will come and help us move a freezer.

At some point I will do some prospectus revision if I don't have to keep shoveling the damn sidewalk.