The Plural of Snowpocalypse...

The Sunday morning snow stopped early yesterday afternoon, leaving behind about 4" of medium weight white stuff. Around 3:00 I went out and swept off the stoop and the truck, then hauled out the snow thrower and unraveled the extension cord. 4" is right in the sweet spot for what the thrower can handle, and it made short work of what was there, even in the plow pile at the end of the driveway. I felt good to get it out of the way. No rushing about in the morning.

Then I woke this morning to the rumble of a snow plow. Ruh roh! Another 4" fell overnight, so I was out there this morning rushing about anyway. I am so over winter.

The PotUS HoF

In honor of the inauguration and the Hall of Fame announcements coming fairly close together, Joe Posnanski decided to run a poll on the following question: if someone created a Presidents Hall of Fame, who would you vote for (up to five) for the initial induction class. There's some fun stuff in the comments, especially the Madison-Monroe smackdown, and the notion that Jefferson had a much better college career than pro (although the Louisianna Purchase is nothing to be sneered at), something that had been my thought as well. Made me feel so validated.