We were driving along on a Syracuse snow-strewn boulevard and saw a car with Florida plates and not very helpful tires (a very damaged car at that) navigating (more like circumnavigating or quasinavigating) the roadway, and a spousal observer offered her opinion:
"They do a lot of spinning and not much traction."
I quickly quipped:
"Lots of spinning and not much traction. Sounds like my life."
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