Still snowing where we are, people.  The Heir found it hilarious that a couple of days ago there was a radio spot advertising Toros snowblowers trying to put down the use of manual shovels by having this fictional guy using a pink shovel his mom gave him, and his nasal voice was stereotypical sounding as well.  Heir's not sure who that's supposed to sell to, but he's satisfied with the shovels we have with spiraled cornrow carvings on the handles.  It's more green that way, particularly with the carvings conformant with the second pillar of classiness.  He thinks that radio spot is even worse than the Astroturf PSA's regarding the miscreance of insurance fraud.  Guy gets caught with insurance fraud and his own teenage son won't talk to him.  His son walks by going, "yeah right!"  And the guy calls after him going, "Tommy?  Tommy?  ...Tommy?"  o/ o/ Tommy can you hear me o/ o/ the Heir's thinking about.