An ice storm is slated to hit my part of the world in the next 48 hours. We North Texans (specifically those of us in the Metroplex) don’t deal with ice very well. So this afternoon after school I decided to stop by the grocery store to pick up a few groceries since all the forecasts are predicting we’ll be in a deep freeze and under ice until Monday. As I walked in, I noticed these for sale:
I picked up a bag and slung it under the cart I pushed into the store. When I checked out with my other selections–a paltry few compared to the rest of the other shoppers, who were apparently preparing for the Apocalypse (or the Snowpocalypse, as it were), I decided to buy a second bag just in case. Continue reading
La Guerra de La Gorda 