I sit here, back sorely aching from moving fallen snow.wishing I had set up solar panels to melt it as it fell, or bought a war surplus machine to push it around.or an all wheel drive Ford Escape to just drive through it. Oh Yeah I did that last one, and the snowblower did my driveway and my neighbor's ,which is why my back hurts and here I sit while my wife shovels access to her wild birds and water sucking fish. There's something about useless never ending tasks that makes words flow just as uselessly. I suppose the trick is to harness and steer them well enough to profit from the experience in some magical way. Sorta kinda like Merlin's ibuprofen elixir.