Yet another reason to read James Lileks: sentences like these.

Around 10 the snow started, and no one predicted this storm. By the time I got on the highway to take Gnat to Nana’s, the traffic had that terrified quality of people picking their way across a field of broken glass on their hands and knees in the dark.

So good it makes your teeth hurt. It makes you realize how few bloggers actually bother to try to write write.