Although snow at night isn't much better. Once when I was in grad school, I rode shotgun on a town plow one night (my ex was the dispatcher at the public works dept.). My job was basically to make sure the driver (a guy my ex later told me was nicknamed "Mumbles") didn';t fall asleep. I got paid quite a bit for that.
Hermanos! The devil has built a robot!
Numero Cinco ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
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.
DXMachina - Jan 23, 2005 6:43:14 am PST #9659 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Jesse - Jan 23, 2005 6:43:27 am PST #9660 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
No wonder my street is getting plowed every hour.
Har! I couldn't believe how early they plowed my parents' street over Christmas. My mother said that's one good thing from Curtatone.
Katie M - Jan 23, 2005 6:45:41 am PST #9661 of 10002
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies
Sue, we're going to get ~38 INCHES
Wow. I mean, I like me some big snowfalls, but I don't think I've ever been in one that got much past two feet.
Consuela - Jan 23, 2005 6:46:59 am PST #9662 of 10002
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
PIE DAY?
Ohboy.
Topic!Cindy - Jan 23, 2005 6:48:03 am PST #9663 of 10002
What is even happening?
It's easily already two feet, here. Dh can't get the snowblower started (and knew this, couldn't the last two snows, either, and I gently reminded but didn't nag, and hence, he didn't get it serviced). I am watching him walk in it. Even in areas where there doesn't seem to be drifts (and there are some drifts) it's above his knees, and he's six feet tall.
§ ita § - Jan 23, 2005 6:50:59 am PST #9664 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
From a me-me-me PoV, I don't like snow during the work day. You can't really decide not to travel, and you end up with more snow packing and less snow clearing.
Which is one big reason I left.
Jesse - Jan 23, 2005 6:55:47 am PST #9665 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I do feel bad for people who have to drive places in any kind of bad weather. I've never lived anywhere you had to drive to get around, so I forget.
Katie M - Jan 23, 2005 6:56:37 am PST #9666 of 10002
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies
We have no snow. We do have heavy fog at the moment.
...you're not impressed, are you?
Jesse - Jan 23, 2005 6:57:17 am PST #9667 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Fog is just scary. At least snow has the potential for fun.
Topic!Cindy - Jan 23, 2005 7:01:38 am PST #9668 of 10002
What is even happening?
From a me-me-me PoV, I don't like snow during the work day. You can't really decide not to travel, and you end up with more snow packing and less snow clearing.Oh, yeah. The first winter Scott and I were married (married in Oct.'94) was a tremendously snowy winter around here. We rented a teeny-tiny apartment, and had to park on the street, so our car always got plowed in. We were on the public transit lines (or close enough to), but we were also only about 4 miles from work, and it took so much longer to get to work on public transit, because of where our office was, so we drove. Getting to work was a bitch, and a lot of times, by the time we came home, we'd have to re-shovel out our spot. There was an enormous snow pile we watched all Winter and Spring, near where we used to have lunch. I think the last traces of it disappeared in early May.
The winter Ben was born (Jan. '96) was a really snowy one, too, but I didn't care, because I was so sleep deprived. I just didn't go out until March.
Julia and Ben are a little angry at me, because I've told them that even if school isn't closed tomorrow, I may not send them. I have no reason, except for: Because I'm the mother. That's why. And you know what? I don't care, because I'm the mother. That's why.