I'm up and at work, a bit of snow in the night, roads are durn slick, had to sneak around an accident out on the gravel road. Advatage of livin' on the edge of town, gravel ain't near as slick or busy. Somebody tried to drive a pick-up with a 35-40 camper sideways and ended up hoggin' the whole by-pass, my easy route is closed for a year to build a new overpass over the main BNSF. Needed it though, the one they-re tearin' down was built in 1948. All the years of train fumes a pigeon poop has rotted it out.