5:00 am. Every local and national channel has some goddam fool in a parka standing in the dark with a microphone to undeniably certify, without a doubt, no shit Sherlock, that it’s snowing.
Kinda lets you know the seniority levels in the broadcaster’s union.
Producer: OK, now reach down and pick some snow up. Yes, really!
Good, now explain how much moisture is in each flake.
Hey, look out for that snow plow! Hey! hey…