So, three days ago I was wandering around the world in barely a sweater, it was warm and sunny, everything had melted, and life was nice.
Then, the storm hit.
We have, on average, around fourteen inches of snow on the ground. In places where it blew or could pile a little, it's easily twenty to twenty-two inches deep. It took me twenty-five minutes to shovel out the car so my wife could go to work. The wind is still going at ten miles an hour, but yesterday it ranged between twenty and thirty miles an hour.
Alas I have, when supplying my house, completely neglected the whole Snowshoes-and-dogsleds area, which could prove problematic. Fortunately, I have enough supplies (viz. popcorn, books) that I can hold out until help arrives.
Later, I will begin digging a tunnel under the snow, with holes for air every dozen yards or so. In this manner, I hope to reach civilization again.
Excuse me, I must go chop off my left frostbitten foot.
The Day After Yesterday
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Posted by Peter Damien at 7:07 AM
Labels: buried alive, snow, winter
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4 Angst(s):
So who took the picture of you hiding behind the snowy bush?? ROFL ROFL ROFL
Sorry, couldn't resist. :oD
We're getting your crappy-assed snow right now. We're supposed to get up to 8 inches of snow, followed by up to 4 inches of sleet. I need to move South.
I'll move south with you. I've had enough snow between today and yesterday. At one point, shoveling around the car (and shoveling THE CAR) I fell into the snow, and sunk. I was caked. I lay there and thought "This is not worth it. Why do I live here?"
I haven't answered myself yet. :)
You'll can move to Indiana near me. It's sticky in the summer and weird in the winter lately. And we only get 24 inches of snow once every 23 years.
I live in the perfect writers town. If we're a town. We might be considered a village. I can't remember.
This is exactly the reason that I refuse to move any further north than TN.
Snow is a magical thing if you either a) have no where to go but the kitchen to get a cup of hot tea/cocoa or b) you're on vacation and wanted fresh powder for skiing.
Stay warm and dry. Spring's gotta get here eventually!
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