Well, I was supposed to go to a festival today... first festival of the year that I generally go to, here in VA, every year. I've never seen this happen in all 15, 16 years or so we've lived here. I have never seen snow in April, in Southeast VA... This blows my mind. I hadn't even looked out the window or anything. You know, sometimes I wake up in the morning and then I always think crazy thoughts, like what if some country attacked us or there was some big war that broke out ( ) while I was asleep. Anyway, I looked out the window and I pretty much had my mouth gaping in offense and I nearly slipped on one of those little entry... square rug things. I have no idea what the technical term is for those things. I was genuinely shocked and appalled... There is probably about three inches of snow on the ground right now. I haven't seen that much snow on the ground around here in... well, eight, nine years? I was totally planning on meeting up with friends and chilling for a bit, but now it's like... now what. I live on the corner of main street and this side street, and my street is usually used for unloading and offloading people, for the festival. I usually busk while people walk down my street, and make enough money to go get an oyster po'boy or something from the festival then go catch a concert, but I haven't seen one shuttle bus drive through the area yet. My old English teacher was supposed to be playing on one of the stages today, too. First time he was supposed to play this thing. W....hat?