I can't believe that during last night's 5-hour red-eye flight I went from 80-degree blue skies to a 1-mile walk to work that involved climbing over 30 or so pedestrian "speed bumps" made of snow. Everyone keeps talking about how mild this winter has been, and while I certainly do agree, I still think that it sucks. And I'll bet that the 50 people on the standby list who didn't get a spot on the plane agree with me.