...and when I got up this morning, I laughed: it was wet, but certainly not snowing. It's 4PM now, and there are at least 4 inches on the back porch rail. Happy May Day! My Roomer is a young fellow, in his mid-20s. Conversation in the kitchen, beginning when he pulled the frozen chicken wings--his purchase--from the freezer: *heavy sigh* *non-response* "There are no microwave directions." "Usually that means they don't recommend microwaving a product." *sigh* and proceeds to microwave them.... Sign in to see full entry.