Was there a Greek God of Bird Droppings?

Snow tires are safe and secure.

As promised on Monday, I took the plunge.  I declared winter to be officially over, and took off the snow tires.  I was (and still am) worried convinced that this was a rash and premature act ... a simple over-exuberance compelled by a spate of delightful weather.  (I have not used some of those words in a while and felt the need to throw them in.)  I have been encouraged to see that a number of individuals I respect have made similar pronouncements.

Chris Hall (of ChallTech fame) has declared the beginning of the Summer of 2012 from the campus of Lehigh University (I'm sure your boys will do just fine against Duke.)

Khaliq Gant (of Social Blendr fame) has not stored the snow tires, but has taken equally daring measures. He also seems to possess a talking wardrobe.

Finally, the ghost tweeter for Walt Frazier (of New York Knickerbocker fame, Just For Men pitchman, and star of a title role in this post) echoed Khaliq's sentiments just a few hours later.

Emboldened by such a noble company of men, I have decided to take my taunting of Mother Nature a step further.  I got my car washed today.  Step at me, Horae!

With everybody filling out their NCAA brackets and the US economy looking at an estimated loss of $192 million in productivity in the coming weeks, I offer two wagers.

First, when do you think the next measurable amount of snow accumulation will occur?  I'm placing the Over/Under at April 10th of this year.

Second, how long do you think it will take for a bird to crap on my newly cleaned windshield?

Ohh, Shiny!

Over/Under for this is four hours.