If this had happened when I first came to DC, I might have been surprised. But in the last few months, I've seen Georgetown plow half an inch of snow off the sidewalks with golf carts and put down enough salt to make the entire campus look like it's been hit by a cocaine blizzard after the snow melted. Now I half expect the school to close whenever something falls out of the sky...

... and I love it. I just wish that there really was enough snow to go sledding.