I wake up and hear the radio people talking about car accidents and icy roads and I think I’ve been in a coma and woke up 3 months later. When it really is winter. But I just shrug it off because supposedly it was snowing one day last week for like 2 hours and I come outside after listening to people complain and see nothing. Maybe a dusting. I don’t even know if you’d call it that. It was like dandruff. Dry, flaky, blowing in the breeze dandruff. But not this morning. I lay awake listening to the radio and finally haul my arse out of bed. Look out my…