I have family actually coming to visit in February. Some of them are already pretty convinced that I lost my mind years ago and that’s why I still live here. If they arrive and find that Philly has more snow than Anchorage… if they arrive and find our sidewalks and parking lots and driveways are useful as ice skating rinks… if they arrive and see all the ugly stuff we usually bury under successive layers of winter snow… oh crap, oh crap. I’ll never get another relative to Alaska.
Wait… is that really a bad thing?