Snow and paper

Today, northern Minnesota is buried in snow drifts as a quasi-blizzard blew through Sunday. Inside the house I’m buried in 100 papers (on the same topic) to grade. Shoveling. Grading. It’s all about moving white things from one pile to another. So, let’s just call this a snow day. I’ll post under the following conditions:

  1. A definitive winner is named in Minnesota’s U.S. Senate race.
  2. Something from space lands on the Iron Range.
  3. All the snow melts as we hurtle toward the sun.

I doubt these things will occur, but if they do I suspect the three will be very closely related.

Otherwise, see you Tuesday!

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