Dumbest memory of my youth: one day in the fall in 4th grade (first of our two years in Arlington, TX), a half inch of “snow” dusted the area. We were sent home from school, and the freeways knotted up. 1/2" of fluff did this. The kind of fluff you don’t even bother brushing off your car because it blows off the second you begin accelerating.
I urge you to telecommute the day it “snows” in DFW.
