It's nearly tax-day, and we're in the middle of a potential spring blizzard.

It's just warm enough here to make it into an icky rain. Some of the rain was snow in higher altitudes, so it's come down frozen as it melts en route. As such, the rain isn't necessarily gentle or friendly in any manner of ordinary rain. The back step was a little slick, and I assume my Jeep will be covered in a sheen of ice when I return to it at the end of the day.

Alas, this simply impacts me as I can't ride my motorcycle, and my glasses get a little speckled on the walk from the Jeep if I forget to take them off.

Heavy sigh goes here...