I Hate Snow, Part Whatever

It's not going on my bio in the media guide.

 

She tiptoes into the thread, quietly, and suppressing a grin, looks around, reads every post.

She turns, tiptoes quietly from the thread, closing the door as silently as she can.

Then she, The Queen of the North Woods, bursts into uncontrollable laughter.

 

I'll see your two feet and raise you more than three feet.

Two years ago, in April, a week after a two-foot snow fall.

And I so agree with you on the rain. I'd rather drive in snow than rain any day.

 

This has to be the heaviest snow I've seen in quite some time. As I peer out my window I see a power line that is heavily bowed. Two large trees are also leaning heavily over the middle of the street.

Power please stay on. That's all I ask.

 

It is now 3:30 a.m. and not a single snowflake has fallen.

Yet every high school event scheduled for our area -- and there was a ton of shit supposed to go on Saturday -- already was postponed by 6 o'clock Friday. Half of it was rescheduled for Sunday, meaning I have to work instead of kicking back and knocking down a few with friends while we watched the Colts beat the Saints.
I'd be less pissed off if we at least had 6 inches of snow to use as any excuse for high school administrators being such wimpy assholes.

 

And again, Rosie, no disrespect, I'll say:

You chose to live in Minnesota.

I did not.

Yes, we do not have the same snow acumen as those in the snow belt.

But we don't live in the snow belt.

Anyway...

 

This is a 100-year snowstorm for DC.

Most since 1920 or something like that.

 

Never felt it leave the bat...