Secret Agent Man has been waiting--literally--for the past 14 years (I think since 1996) for an el nino winter in California. The last el nino brought crazy snow fall in the local mountains all the way through April and he remembered going snowboarding and enjoying the sweetest rides that season.
So, of course, the ONE YEAR I move him AWAY from California is the ONE YEAR that el nino shows up. I'll never hear the end of this. Especially because despite all the snow here, there isn't a great snowboarding mountain around. So clearly, he's salty about missing out on all those sweet rides back in California, he's suffering from shingles (which for the most part have healed nicely), and he's quite literally freezing all the time. Yet, he tries to be a good sport about it.
He even pulled out his snowboard.
Um...hunny? Hun? Where are you going?
He's heading up the mountain...um...I mean, hill. This is our street before the snow plows could come through.
We've got some cool neighbors. That guy up on the right offered to push some snow and build a couple ramps for Secret Agent Man.
And here he comes!
Trust me he was all smiles...too bad he was going slower than an old lady with a peg leg. The pictures made him look good though, eh?
So, that was our big X-game moment. Here I leave you with a thought... Who says there's no waves in PA?