Good early morning GH.  It is about 2:45 in the AM, and I am still waiting for those "lake effect" snows to arrive.  Believe me, I can wait until spring.  I am currently embroiled in an effort to get the people who make the snow bower I own to send me the right parts. They are very apologetic on the phone, but there is "Nothing they can do," because they have no real way to expedite orders etc.   No supervisors, two warehouses, and most any excuse they can offer.  If I hadn't called them, they wouldn't have even begun to alter their glacial pace.  I am so glad that I bought this thing.  Not!

Currently, the temperature on the desktop display is showing as 23 degrees. Not warm, but at least the snow has yet to arrive as I noted earlier.  The National Weather Service is still showing a total accumulation of six inches by tonight, but so far, nothing to write home about.

Sugar the Weather Dog is sleeping soundly, so my personal forecaster isn't feeling a disturbance in the force.  Do I count on her for her predictions?  Not always, because she likes to be out in the snow. Like I tried to tell the guy at the other end of the phone, we are going on our third snow event with my snow blower in less than 100% shape.  He expresses concern, but, well you got the idea.  I can tell you that as it stands, I couldn't recommend this machine given their lack of follow up on warranty concerns.  It has a four year warranty, but a lack of expedient service makes that warranty moot.  Next time, I go with a machine that has a better overall track record.

It is a great night here in GH.  Well, I guess that it is a great early morning.  I am listening to talk radio on the Internet, and I just heard a guy use the "S" word on the air.  I guess on the Internet, anything goes.  I don't care personally, but it was surprising none the less.

Before you know it, it will be...Tea time and also time for UP with Chris Hayes. I still haven't decided on my trip to the library for the Irish Jam session.  Like I said, it all depends on the weather.  One fall per winter is enough, especially if I am carrying a guitar.  So, I'll play it by ear, pardon the play on words from an itinerant musician.

So, it is time for bed again, and that is always a welcome activity at this hour.  So until I have more to say and time to say it, Ciao.

P.S.

A short while ago a train went by towing a large number of cars behind three, count em, three locomotives.  Not all that newsworthy to some, but I enjoy the experience.  I think I've commented before that it is like living on a train board in reality scale.  Maybe one day I'll be able to visit all of the stops that this short-line visits.  Again, not newsworthy to some but something I'd like to do.

Oh, by the by, tonight is the first NASCAR sprint cup race from Daytona.  The Daytona 500 is next weekend, the official start to the racing season for some.  For me, spring is officially here when the pitchers and catchers report to spring training in Arizona or Florida.  That happened this past Tuesday for the Tigers and the Cubs.  So, this time for sure.  Ciao.