Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world's only daily column that is covered in snow, wearing its knit pom pom-tipped hat and matching mittens in September.
Yes folks, winter is kind-of sort-of here, as evidenced by Monday morning's snowfall. It poked its head out of the ground, saw its shadow and laughed an evil, maniacal laugh to remind us that we can't really justify those scrubby shorts or flip-flops anymore. That's okay, 'cause now we can justify Snuggies by the fire.
Anyway, we're taking some solace in the fact that it's also dumping snow up on the red planet - NASA smarty pants scientists recently confirmed a few feet of martian pow up there, although, we hear the individual "flakes" are cold enough to freeze off a tongue. That is, if an alien is so inclined to stick theirs out for a taste (unless they have some crazy alien freeze-resistant tongue or special tongue sock to keep the cold off, which we're guessing they do). Apparently, it's like -193 degrees Fahrenheit up there, which incidentally is only a few degrees chillier than some of the houses in Blue River.
MILLIONS OF SUMMIT UP READERS: Hey! Don't knock Blue River! It may be a little cold, but it's pretty peaceful up here.
SUMMIT UP: We're sorry, we didn't mean to offend anyone. We've lived there ourselves, and remember the tranquility. But, we also remember wearing sweat suits around the house in the middle of summer to keep warm ... too bad Snuggies weren't around then.