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<p>Or, to be more accurate, snowballs DO have a chance in the Desert (which is still hot as hell right now).</p>

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<p>You might remember from yesterday's <a href="http://www.diaryofalatebloomer.com/2010/10/09/day-23-reading-for-the-record/" target="_blank"><strong>Reading for the Record post</strong></a> that I had the great misfortune of biting into a generic snowball.  Not an icy snowball, but a confectionery snowball comprised of a delectable creamy filling surrounded by chocolate cake surrounded by marshmallow surrounded by pink coconut flakes.  I was expecting Hostess, but with school budgets in crisis, there was a snowball's chance in hell of that happening.  </p>

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<p>Which leads to me to another Snowball's Chance in Hell headline:  Snow in the Desert!  In October! </p>

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<p>I gushed previously in this blog about the stellar culture of the Noble Publishing Superpower that is my employer.  In case you think I am just saying this so I don't get fired if my boss, one of the VPs, or Dame Marjorie (one of THE coolest women on the planet!) stumbles across this blog, I present to you the evidence of Day 24. </p>

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<p>When you are a Noble Publishing Superpower, you think nobly, and you establish a Foundation.  And this Foundation does so much good in the world, that you break out in goosebumps and get all choked up when you mention them in a blog post.  (I'm such a sap, but trust me, I just teared up.)  Everybody who works for the Noble Publishing Superpower apparently wants to work for the Foundation, but supposedly there are only 3 positions or something crazy like that.  If you met the SuperGenius who spearheads the Foundation, you would understand immediately how this is possible. </p>

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<p>Anywho...on Day 23, the Foundation paired with another organization in a mongo literacy awareness campaign called Read for the Record.  Approximately 2 million children and adults from around the world gathered to read <em>The Snowy Day</em> by Ezra Jack Keats. </p>

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<p>On Day 24, in celebration of this monumental event, the Noble Publishing Superpower's corporate offices in my fair city shipped in snow.  That's right.  A giant heap of it.  Kids were shipped in as well.  An enormous swarm of them.  (I believe most of them belonged to employees.)</p>

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<p>Big kid that I am, I announced to my boss that we needed to move our 2:30 meeting to 3:30 so that I could play in the snow.  Because of our stellar corporate culture, my boss didn't skip a beat and responded, "I would never want you to miss playing in the snow!" </p>

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<p>I rounded up fellow childless employees (who were reluctant at first) and steered them outside to the snowy lot. </p>

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<p>Snowball fight! </p>

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<p>All in a day's work, my friends.  All in a day's work. </p>