It was at least ten degrees warmer today, which meant I walked the six blocks to court just in my suit and without my overcoat, gloves, or a hat. Just below freezing feels so much nicer after a few weeks of way below freezing.

The repair to my car from the accident cost $5.95. Boy did I luck out. I have to drive 300 miles on Monday, and it looks like I am good to go. And they had the street signs I took out back up already.

I guess I was caught at unawares yesterday when I hit that icy patch. The roads looked pretty clear, and I didn't feel the need to turn on my snowdar. Today was a different matter. We got about four inches before I took off from work, and I did all my safe driving stuff. Stay off the major highways, drive towards the middle of the road, give yourself plenty of extra time to brake, and ignore the impatient rednecks with four wheel drive tailgating behind you. I almost said fuck it and slept at the office. It took about fifty minutes to drive the twenty miles home.

One thing I can't get over is how in a snow storm some idiots think it is a good time to walk in the road. Even as cautious as I am when it is like this, I fishtailed at least three times. If some moron had been walking in the street at that point they'd have gone flying. Heck how hard is it to figure out? Sure the snow on the sidewalk is deeper, but it won't kill you.