Welcome to Denver. We can’t drive.
I know it seems like I bash the citizens of Denver every chance I get, but well… what are you going to do? I love ’em like that crazy Uncle that gets drunk at your 15th birthday party and undresses. You just can’t help to have some admiration, even if that makes you sliver of strange.
So it snowed last night. 2″ in the city. Near 3″ where I am in Broomfield/Westminster. So guess what? Make sure your insurance is up to date, because the Colorado drivers are out there, right now, causing havoc. They can’t drive (ever notice how Colorado drivers stay “in formation” like the Thunderbirds while on major highways?), don’t know how to signal, or brake for that matter, and freak out at the first signs of snow or rain. And since this is really the first semi-good snowfall of the year — watch out.
And if you’re in Boulder? Gesh. Good luck. Momma bought me an SUV with 4-wheel drive, so I’m gonna drive as fast as I want. Yee-haw!
I’m staying in today.