…and lands in a blizzard. Seriously, it was clear when I touched down in Missoula, and ten minutes later it was snowing sideways and banshees emerged from the ground. Okay, maybe not literal banshees, but something has to be making that sound. The interns and I are going to spend the rest of the day digging a path to my door, digging a space for my truck, digging a route to the grocery store, digging my new wool sweater, etc. We’ll be back tomorrow with more of the holiday half-assery you’ve come to depend on. In the meantime, how about this?