I had a dream the other night that I was back in social anxiety group therapy. I think all the screaming is getting to me. We were in a quaint New England Wal-Mart on Sunday, and I went off on my own to buy some last-minutes gifts. I figured I could follow Screamy's voice back to the group. But when I was looking for them, I realized that every single person in the store sounded exactly like her.

Will had a couple of theories about the screaming:
a) Yankees are too thrifty to hire town criers, so they all do it themselves.
b) They scream to keep warm.

I also suggested that a) Everything is so spread out here that they are used to yelling across fields to each other, or b) They scream to frighten away angry moose.

My dad just came in and said we're getting four to six inches of snow tomorrow. "I hope we can get you to the airport," he said. Wait a minute. "Hope"? Can't all Yankees drive in the snow? Don't they always brag about that?