I was amazed to see snow and make a snow ball---although the snow was not "good packing." My assistant,
Joe Tripod, suppressed any sense of wonder to concentrate on supporting this photographic endeavor.
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My instruments revealed that it all happened within a regurgitative magnetic bubble. Time was suspended. I was merely "there" all of a sudden. When the bubble collapsed, I found myself once again in a warmer climate. Details appear in this blog: www.iwouldntwishmichiganonmyworstenemy.org: the report is not for the faint of heart.