this week, i have experienced some 'you become like your parents as you get older' symptoms. let me explain. my dear ol' dad is the biggest fan of Doppler radar out there. my sister and i love to tell the story of the time (it has to be close to a decade ago, now) when he called from his office to see if it was raining at our house, because the Doppler said it was. my sister had picked up the phone in our dungeon basement that at that time doubled as our computer room, and the only source of outside light was through a small window that looked out into a grate on our driveway. when she responded that she couldn't tell, he asked if she'd mind going upstairs to check. i can't remember if sis complied or not, but remember thinking, didn't dad have anything better to do at work? then this week happened. we got a few inches of snow over the weekend. and a few more on tuesday night (which i took a walk in and it was the prettiest sight i've seen in a whil...