OK GOOGLE-THE-SNOWMAN

My meteorologist geezer friend and I agree on the "death-knell' of the Winter of 2016. All indications we are going to be electrocuted with feet of snow. I just heard about it and my "weather-wisdom" says we are going top get socked. We had our January-thaw already so now the "Plow Boys" will make some money with their new Fords trucks.

Old Jane Newton of Royalston once describe a "storm-breeder" to me. How can wee avoid it? The only way I can think is to fly South. But then again, if the pool of cold air is big and deep enough we will be up to our ass in white stuff. Mercy. Everyone panic. The weathermen her in New England get their latest forecast from Florida. 'Don Kent.. where are you?'

My sons know how much Dad loves the furiosity of winter snows. And better yet, sleigh rides instead of hayrides at the Salem Cross Inn.

I'll tell you "Life at the Poodle" is so simple and heartwarming. Eagle music streaming as I wrap-up my Monday. So how was yours? SON Josh better get his new snow blower to Birch Hill before I get snowed in!. Frankly, I am deathly afraid of Ariens snow throwers. They have been known to lop off digits less so since OSHA came along. At 73 I don't do snow. I am smart enough to do SmartPhones and strawberry icecream
 as I lounge around in my 100% Italian Cashmere that cost me $100 of Johnson's casino winnings last December. My parents me how to beat the cold...'Dress in layers!.. T Shirt, new Paisley Wine shirt and sweater. 'Boots on the ground' and all that jazz. Nancy Sinatra sand "Boots" from a low=bed trailer and I was in the front row. I yelled 'Nancy" and she looked at me quizzically. "Who are you, soldier?" Ha Ha. .gotcha... my boots were made for walking.

You know, "life and be interesting people.... SO let the sun shine in..., Repeat after me.. "I Love Winter." Wait a minute, I feel sick. LOL. Thanks for reading me.. again. Your comments on the fallen eagle Glenn Frey are appreciated.