I thought this was a good one:
A little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp, "Excuthe me, mithter, do you have any wittle wabbits?"
The shopkeeper bends way down, puts his hands on his knees so he's on her level, and asks, "Do you want a wittle white wabbit, or a wittle bwack wabbit? Or maybe that cute wittle bwown wabbit over there."
She puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet little voice, "I weally don't fink my pyfon cares."
Amarillo and the surrounding area got another 5 inches of wet, heavy snow last night. For those keeping score at home, that's nearly a foot and a half of snow since last Thursday. Neither Amarillo nor the Canyon school district issued a delay this morning. An hour delay would have been the right thing to do. Alas, I was not consulted.
The one truly good thing about all this is the moisture. It does my heart good to imagine the snow and ice melting and seeping into the soil here on the high plains.
My folks tell me that, following last week's incredible ice storm, electrical power was restored to a few parts of Altus, Oklahoma yesterday. But that didn't include their house. The mayor of the city has said that it might be as late as Sunday, February 14th--another week and a half--before all residents of Altus have electricity again.