Ice eventually melts. Yay!

After a lazy start to the Sunday morning, I hopped into the car and took a tour of all my summer haunts to see what they look like in the winter, all snow and ice covered.

On a completely arbitrary note, I was going to name this post "Ain't no cure for the summertime blues." (It's a lyric from an Eddie Cochran song from the 50s.) However, it's not the summer and I don't have the blues, so it doesn't quite fit.
Why hasn't Eddie Cochran been treated to a Hollywood biopic yet? He had a huge, huge hit in "Summertime Blues" and died tragically and quite young in a car crash, not too long after his good friend. Buddy Holly, died in the plane crash. Isn't that usually the stuff biopics are made of? What does a dude need to do to have a biopic made?