I think it's going to be below freezing for a couple days, too.
'Out Of Gas'
Natter 31 But Looks 29
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I like sarameg's definition the best.
But do you understand it?No, but it confused me in fewer words. The longer definitions make me think, "Oh just ascend, already."
I got stuck with the crappy 2 - 6 time frame, so that will be just when all the snow should start kicking in. Crappity crap!
Hee! Now I want to make pitas with faces -- olives for eyes, red pepper slice for mouth, etc.
New toy! New toy! Mr. Pita could have a carrot stick tie and Mrs. Pita could carry a pickle purse.
ETA: Oooh. That's my first cereal post in AGES. I dub thee, huevos rancheros.
One night with a few inches of accumulation I had to walk several blocks through the snow in Flatiron/Chelsea. The only good thing is that the city was utterly quiet. It was beautiful.
Also the people who took out their snow skis.
Pickle purse!!!
Adelphia just called to see if now was a good time for them to fix my cable. Now, in the sense of BETWEEN FIVE AND SEVEN LIKE WE AGREED ON, DOOF. Now I'm frustrated by knowing it could have been over sooner.
Doooooooood.
The snow is just avalanching down. And since we're so high up, it's getting blown every which way. Super-fantastic. I'm so very very very glad I bus home. I just can't decide if I should go to the bar or go home and work out.
You'd think that leaving a message with an actual human would be a novelty, but the caller is almost invariably bewildered and mournful at the prospect.
I'm kind of like Jessica -- I prefer voice mail because that way I can leave a longer message. With a person, I feel bad if I leave anything more than a name and phone number (because you can't ask some poor receptionist or assistant to take a 50-word message), and I'm always nervous I won't get called back.
But I understand why obvious disappointment at talking to a person would be wilting to said receptionist or assistant.
Cable people are evil. I'm warding off the evil cable vibes as we speak. Neither pitas nor pickles are involved, however, so that's kinda sad.