I would normally wish you a happy birthday, since it was your birthday, but instead I must insist that you cease having birthdays. Not only does it make me feel old, but apparently it likes to snow on your birthday. Alot. And people are stupid when it snows. I offer up the following pictures of my morning drive to work as proof:
I just wonder how that many people ended up in the ditch when we were only going 10 mph.
And this road wasn't even that bad!!!
So, Aaron, I hope you like snow, because it seems to like you.
Oh, and Happy Birthday
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