Oddly enough, when I see snow, I groan and mutter. The roads will be slick and full of idiots who can’t drive. Visibility will be reduced. My car can’t go as fast or handle as well. It is winter, and snow normally means it is a mild day, so at least that’s a plus, but snow never makes me happy. However, when it snows in Baghdad, it’s cause of great happiness and celebration. Bah! Fools. I guess if it snow here once every one-hundred years, I would be a bit more excited myself … but it is fairly regular and nothing but trouble