Maybe if I understood the lyrics it would make more sense

Friday swaggers in with a "what's all the fuss?" nonchalance after a few days of weather uncertainty and topsy turvy schedules.  Cold, indeed very cold, this morning, with the mercury hanging out at around the 20°F (-6° C) mark, but the skies are clear and blue and promise a sunny day.  All the main roads are bare and dry, though the side streets can be a bit icy in places.  Around the campus all is clear and dry.

Our little hill got a couple more inches of fresh snow last night, though it never accumulated on the roads.  The hill was a sheet of ice, however, so I didn't press my luck trying to coax the Miata up it.  M needed her car today, so she drove me in.  Once we got past our hill and the street along the top of it the Miata would have been fine.  It was nice to have company on the drive in.

The 4:00 AM watch was a pretty easy call again this morning.  With DOT reporting all the main roads clear and dry, local school districts operating normal schedules, and no other area colleges doing anything different, no reason we should either.  Of course, many employees and students live in areas that still have accumulations of snow and ice, so this becomes one of those mornings where everyone has to use their own best judgement about what constitutes safe and reasonable.

As noted earlier, convivial conversation replaced music for this morning's drive in, however Sigur Rós is  now (in my somewhat drafty office) playing the softly acoustic tune íllgressi from their album Med Sud I Eyrum Vid Spilum Endalaust.  Apparently the album title translates, more or less, "with a buzzing in our ears we play endlessly."  I know the album cover features four naked people running away from the camera across a roadway, for reasons that are not clear to me listening to music.  Maybe if I understood the lyrics it would make more sense.  

Which is, sometimes, an appropriate thought about life.