so...i love maine because:
the weather says, "light snow tonight, but no accumulation"
the ground/cars say, "umm...we're all covered again..."
the college park parking lot says, "that's right, that ice that you could see earlier today?...haha...totally covered with snow now. good luck!"
my lungs say, "we don't like this."
the snow says, "skwunch. skwunch. skwunch. skwunch..." (that's the phonetic spelling for the sound of footfall in snow)