It's snowing in Dallas and Austin, among other places I'm sure. Alan has pictures from Big D, Byron has weather images from Austin, and Scott says he'll have pix later. Meanwhile, Norbizness remains calm and collected about the whole thing.

In January of 1985, during my freshman year at Trinity, San Antonio was buried under 13 inches of snow, which started on Fridasy night and continued through Sunday monring, and which was more than it had gotten in the entire 20th Century up to that point. The campus is on a hill, and the main result of a weekend's worth of snow was a severe tray shortage in the cafeteria for the rest of the semester, as pretty much all of them were turned into impromptu sleds. Classes were cancelled on Monday because the roads were still mostly undriveable thanks to all the Botts' Dots and their snowplow-discouragement properties. By Tuesday, it was sunny and 70 degrees and the snow was gone by nightfall. I actually saw a few women sunbathing amid melting snowbanks, something I never thought I'd see as a kid growing up in New York.

No snow in Houston, just more cold. Finally getting a little sun, and there's no real rain in the five day forecast. Fine by me.