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So let me say whoever invented the snowblower should get a Nobel Prize... along with whoever invented tin foil (I'll explain that another time). I understand that guys like U of U geneticist Dr. Mario Capecchi certainly deserve the prize for medicine for their ground breaking research, but the person or persons who came up with the snowblower deserve a Nobel Prize for medicine for saving my back. Don't get me wrong, I love the snow. I think it looks "pretty" as a friend of mine would say and I like to ski on it. I don't like shoveling it and I don't like driving in it with the idiots in their 4X4s who think they can still do 80 miles an hour in a blizzard. But with the blessing of the snowblower, clearing my driveway and sidewalk is not so bad. In fact it can be kind of fun. After each of the two major snow storms this weekend, I pulled out the old snowblower, fired that puppy up, and away I went. I have been doing my sweet little old neighbors walk as well. She thanked me profusely, but I don't think she realizes that when I get that snowblower going, sometimes it's hard to stop. I found myself at the end of the block a couple of times in past admiring the clear straight path I'd carved out of the snow. My neighbors probably wonder what that guy is doing with the dazed look going up and down the block with his snowblower. Anyway three cheers for Mr. Toro or Mr. Ariens or Mr. Honda for the snowblower!
