Madame Hooky's Crystal Ball

Our own Madame Hooky divines whether it's worth calling in sick Friday and heading for the slopes. She'll conjure your excuse and tell you where to go.

Do you know where you are? You're in the Convergence Zone, baby. The past month had brought a solemn hooky hiatus upon the region, but mother nature is back and she will bring you to your knees, your na-na-na-na-na knees, knees! (Sorry, I'm still reeling from the Buttrock Suites.)

Crystal Mountain is the preferred hooky hookup this week, with over a foot of snow in the past 24 hours. Most locals will likely be feigning the flu to hit the Summit tomorrow, so you should swim upstream by getting up a little earlier and hitting 410 with a few friends.

Your excuse? Dude, I live in unincorporated Bothell.