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What's White Death, besides snow in literature?
I'm hoping to be hitting the post office in the next day or so, depending on weather (sorry, I'm not walking on icy walks more than I have to).
Did I already say how much I love you, just for moving from the "crazy thought" to "well, it's doable" phase?
Shir, I think I probably lost the heat and electricity because of the clean up from the ice storm last week. My part of the city was hit very hard. I'm at Mom's now where there is heat, electricity, and food. So, all is good.
What's White Death, besides snow in literature?
"White Death" is a sarcastic term to refer to a small-ish amount of snowfall that people react to as if it were a 3-day blizzard. Because people panic, the highways become gridlocked even if no accidents have happened. People also mob the grocery stores to buy bread and milk.
Why bread and milk? Probably they're the items that people most think they'll run out of if they're trapped in their homes for days by the snow. (If it were me, I'd get beer and cookies.)
BTW, very few snowfalls in my lifetime have been heavy enough to keep people in their homes for more than 24 hours.
White Death = snow.
Omnis, when I lived in a winter wonderland I would get the car warming up, then turn on the defrost. First I'd scrape the side windows, by then the rear window defogger would be starting to work and I'd have some purchase to scrape the ice off the rear window. I'd do the windshield last as the defroster would start to work and I could get my scraper up under there and often push big pieces of ice up and off. I also think it's a good idea to invest in a heavy-duty long-handled scraper.That's pretty much what I did, except I didn't start on the side windows. I started on the back, and realized how thick it was, then said "fuck good MPG" and started the car. The rear defroster works FAST. It helped break up the ice in good time. Then went around to the front. Since my car has a good swoop to the front, I scraped ice from the headlights too! By the time I got to the windshield, the ice on it was softended on the bottom section, and the top kinda slid off in blocks. it wasn't too bad once I started the car, but still. Arm isn't used to it. And miracle of miracles, being the pack rat I am, I still had the long handled scrapper from when I lived in the nor'east.
We have discovered here that 45 mph is the magic speed where, if you do not scrape the snow off your car hood, it will come flying at you with a fury.
ION, my lunch tasted good, but now my tummy isn't feeling good. Wanna go home.
We have discovered here that 45 mph is the magic speed where, if you do not scrape the snow off your car hood, it will come flying at you with a fury.
I was counting on that speed to clear my hood, but I never got to that speed this morning.
oh ya! In all the griping about the ice and cold, I forgot to share the happy news. :: drum roll :: After 5 months and 1 day since my start, I finally have VOICEMAIL!!!!!! This comes from adopting the empty desk a few weeks back. The fact that what was supposed to be my voicemail still has voice of person I replaced who passed away OVER A YEAR AGO on it, is still creepy. But screw it. I got me a phone extension with working voicemail and MY voice as the outgoing message!
Thanks, Steph.
Yay omnis' voicemail! Let me know if you'll ever want messages in Hebrew on it.
We are getting White Death coverage here, too. About Flagstaff, about 3 hours north of us. It's pretty funny, although they did get eight inches yesterday.