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Yikes! The View out the Window from the Midwest
"But that was not the same snow," I say. "Our snow was not only shaken from white wash buckets down the sky, it came shawling out of the ground and swam and drifted out of the arms and hands and bodies of the trees; snow grew overnight on the roofs of the houses like a pure and grandfather moss…"
For some perspective on this view out the window: that shed is 7 feet tall.
Looking at the garage, it seems like we're all going to be here a while.
Tea?
Abe Sauer is staying in.
This is one of those days where they should issue everyone an eighth and a bowl and a Netflix subscription, for sure.
At least it's picturesque.
"Patient, cold and callous, our hands wrapped in socks, we waited to snowball the cats."
Dylan Thomas is Team Balk/Bear!
If you look up the average snowfall amounts for Wales it's sadly clear Thomas was a giant snow wuss.
Abe can't remember if it snowed seven feet when he was twelve, or twelve feet when he was seven.
For some reason I am craving pizza.
And satellite television!
This storm is the one that finally got all my friends in LA from colder climes to shut up about how much they miss snow.
Just out of curiosity, what's the weather like out there?
Like this!
Sorry!
I kinda feel like I'm missing out, actually.
I'm from small-town Midwest, and all this means is less cars on the road, thank god (as he pedals through a 4-way stop sign).
The Chicago Trib has some amazing photos up. The Lake Shore Drive photos of the abandoned bus and cars are particularly dramatic. The wonderful thing about being in the city is that I pretty much get to sit and wait for someone else to dig me out.
Yeah, it's never a good sign when you have to go out to shovel so that you can snowblow.
This is what happened here this morning, for three solid hours. The drift in front of the garage was about 4' high and 10-12' wide. As was the plow-enhanced drift at the end of the driveway. So I can lie on my face in the front hallway and admire my biceps.
There are 226 Advil in the house and it is not enough.
I was putting off running the snow thrower this morning until there was a break in the weather. I wasn't looking forward to it at all because a thick crust of ice had set on top of about 6 inches of snow. When I finally wandered outside what did I see? My neighbor had cleared half the block with his plow!
Watching this storm while on a trip to warm, sunny Charlotte and feeling vaguely guilty about all my friends and family in the Northeast.
This bites ass.
Upon hearing that classes were canceled for Wednesday at 11 pm last night, the two guys I live with and I did the only rational thing. Which in our case was to start doing shots, play amon amarth overly loud, and jump around in the blizzard while smoking.