Snow Day!!!

I've got a day to kill. It's just after noon, and thus far I've:
* shoveled the driveway (from round one--we get three-to-four more inches later)
* drank cocoa (after shoveling driveway)
* finished sketch I have to ink for my coworker's kid (he drove me nuts when he saw a doodle I put on the bottom of a student handout until I made him a chibi Bumblebee)
* read two articles for work, one about masochism and masculinity, the other about technophilia (believe it or not, for a paper I'm writing about Transformers!)
* finished sock I was knitting
* had email debate about awful Beowulf movies/comics with fellow medievalist during which Chris Mowry really took a beatin', though I tried my best to defend him
AND then it hit me: I'm LAME! What a dull way to waste God's White Gift. Y'all have to set me straight: What cool things *should* be done on a snow day? What am I missing out on!?! Help!
HK, creaky-old.
* shoveled the driveway (from round one--we get three-to-four more inches later)
* drank cocoa (after shoveling driveway)
* finished sketch I have to ink for my coworker's kid (he drove me nuts when he saw a doodle I put on the bottom of a student handout until I made him a chibi Bumblebee)
* read two articles for work, one about masochism and masculinity, the other about technophilia (believe it or not, for a paper I'm writing about Transformers!)
* finished sock I was knitting
* had email debate about awful Beowulf movies/comics with fellow medievalist during which Chris Mowry really took a beatin', though I tried my best to defend him
AND then it hit me: I'm LAME! What a dull way to waste God's White Gift. Y'all have to set me straight: What cool things *should* be done on a snow day? What am I missing out on!?! Help!
HK, creaky-old.