Shoveling snow is a depressing job. And it might cause some unexpected effects, like weird thoughts rushing into one's mind. I really thought about this when shoveling snow: In heaven, when people first meet, the question they ask each other will not be "what's your job" or "where are you from", but rather "how did … Continue reading I Can’t Believe This →

Spend the whole morning digging out. Just ten miles south of Edison, there's no snow, only rain. How unfair. However New York City is getting more than 2 feet of snow, I heard. So can't complain. https://twitter.com/Haoyando/status/1356677015286464513