In this week’s exclusive comic for The Nib, I try to help my fellow snowbound bastards cope with this terrible winter.
So far, I’ve shoveled over 7ft of snow. My clunker of a car became a necessary evil when Greater Boston’s public transit shit the bed for pretty much all of February, and citizens gave up the Sisyphean task of shoveling their sidewalks.
Despite the magnitude of these storms, I remain adamantly opposed to the Weather Channel’s bullshit of naming every weather event after some D&D nonsense.
Read the comic at The Nib.