Be Somewhere Else
How’s the load rating on your roof, hey?
The other day, I was thinking how it would be nice to have daily highs in the 70s in Yuma AZ, since they were only in the low 60s. That has since come about. But having to turn on the little heater every morning – what an inconvenience! I actually had to wear my old winter coat when I went outside one morning!
But the November snowstorm photos forwarded to me by my ol’ work bud Dennis S., who is still young, spry and slogging it out at the same chicken outfit, reset my inconvenience scale. These all come from the Buffalo, NY area at that time, in what one wag has dubbed “Snowmageddon”. Talk about heart attack fodder, shoveling out from this could be quite an ordeal. So here’s to those hardy and resolute souls who choose to live in Buffalo.
It brings to mind one of Murphy’s Laws, which is intended to be both a reminder of gratitude, of sorts, and an inspiration for dread:
“No situation is ever quite so bad,
that it cannot get just a little bit worse.”
You think you have problems getting to work some mornings?
I just stare at this one, trying to comprehend.
Hey! Morning, Ed! How’s it goin’?
“I am INVINCIBLE!”
The kids will remember this with delight! Mom and Dad, not so much.
“So, Honey, how far apart did you say your contractions were? Can you slow them down?”
I had one of those snow blowers. It was very good at a foot and a half, but no good at all for tunnel digging.
This was shot from a passenger liner over the city.
Open your door to take in the beautiful wintery vista, and it lunges for you!
And sometimes that wintery vista opens the door for you! This is the downside of French doors in Buffalo, New York.
“Uh-oh. We have a situation here.”
I suppose that this is the greasy underbelly of Nature’s bounty.
On the road at last, or at least within an inch or two of it. New York State Thruway.
This is probably one of those times when being sure of the exit you want is a Very Good Thing. Indecision: bad.
“Run, pedestrian, RUN! Heh, heh, heh…”