Some days I really wish I had one of these. Well, at least from December through April, I wish I had one sitting near my driveway. Then come the end of April it could magically disappear and return the next year. Ya, I know I'd get the calls during big storms, friends calling favors, but I could handle it. You see, the idea of another winter of snowblowing my driveway is beginning to get old. I could sit in the cab all toasty with the heat going full blast, with the news blaring about how bad the storm was going to be, a cup of java at the ready, and I'd be perfectly content. As a matter of fact, I might run the plow up and down the tar 3 or 4 times just to make sure everything was clean. This ain't a dream. I've thought of the idea lots of times. I'd just need a place to hide it for about 7 months. Of course, with 10 acres or so I might be able to find a place. Would it be worth it? To keep an uninspected truck and plow up back in the trees, away from Elenka's eyes. Impossible!