Clearly A Case For Cornflakes And Classics

Siobhan: Holy crap! It’s snowing!
Tata: Where…where are you?
Siobhan: Bridgewater. Why?
Tata: Because here it’s sunny and windy.
Siobhan: You would not believe how much snow is on my windshield!
Tata: Maybe you have your own weather now. It wouldn’t be unheard of. Think back: did you call the Chinese place and order a frozen microburst?

As soon as we swore to be mortal enemies and hung up on each other – our customary sign-off – I observed what looked like a very sunny blizzard on the street in front of my house and clear blue sky in my backyard. So naturally I wondered if my house was approaching the speed of light and how much Dramamine I might need for that.