Jacob or Snow?

I wish I could say that Jacob L. Loose watched us run pass him 3 times this morning as we circled Loose Park, but no unfortunately he faced the wrong direction.  Maybe he turned around to stare at the flurries just barely fly through the sky.

I wanted to be more excited about the snow, but ashamed that I thought it was cotton blowing from the trees (well I don't know from where exactly) I just couldn't muster any excitement for such a pathetic sprinkling.

But, my excitement today (besides our 4 mile run) was that I have finally figured out who Jacob Loose is.  He owned a biscuit making company.  Duh!