That's Right

...it's The End.

Friday, February 19, 2010

snapshot

I was driving down St. Paul on my way to work the other morning. There were still feet-high snow banks on the sides of the streets, the air was frigid, and the sidewalks were icy.

To my right, on the street pavement, a white guy in a short-sleeved T-shirt was jogging...in BARE FEET. Several paces back, a black guy with a warm coat and a hat with the little ear flap things was walking behind him and just shaking his head.

I love north Baltimore.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

a Snode

How do these hexagons of ice
Produce such awesome magic?
A winter lacking your sweet fall
Is deemed by me quite tragic.

Your beauty wafting through the air
Can break the icy chill,
But when you pile up three feet high,
We call that Snoverkill.


Each year I hope for plenty of powder
In which to relive my youth.
I'll build igloos and snowmen and sweet sled ramps.
I'm a kid at heart, in truth.

This year my wish has come to pass,
And be surpassed by far.
Seriously, though, how often must I
Repeat, "Dude, where's my car?"


You shut down the city,
And bring us all out.
We say hi to each other,
As we're roaming about.

As we stake out our parking spots,
Our shovels we will share,
But I might smash your windshield in
If you steal our last chair.


Maryland in the days of yore
Would shut down at a flurry.
The schools were out, and home from work,
Adults would quickly scurry.

Last year he made fun of us,
For a dusting would cause much drama.
This year he has taken it back.
(I'm talkin' 'bout Barack Snowbama.)


You shut down the federal government.
You cancelled schools and trips.
In February Twenty-Ten
We survived Snowpocalypse.

Out the window our plans have gone,
And at times we have felt caged,
But think of the memories you'll have,
Made while the blizzard raged.

Food with friends and jumping in drifts,
Games, walks, and snowball fights,
Days spent bundled head to toe,
And cozy movie nights.

So let them complain or enjoy each moment;
I'll do the latter, and I'm bettin'
I'll look back fondly forevermore
Upon the Snowmageddon.

Tuesday, February 09, 2010

show some respect for the snow code

Well, in anticipation of being trapped on 32nd Street again and my school not closing on Thursday or Friday even though the rest of the state did...I opted to spend the rest of the week in Columbia for easy work access. This has some pros and some cons...

cons:
  • If school does end up closing, and I am down here for no particular reason, I will be angry.
  • I will miss my roommates.
  • I will miss everyone being out in the streets all day.
  • When I finally go back this weekend, there will be no parking spot for me. (And a big 'Thank You Very Much!' to the red Mercury who stole our chair and our well-earned spot this morning, ya idiot.)
pros:
  • The plows actually came here, and they left a killer snowbank out of which I can make the best igloo ever for Johann, who arrives with parents in tow on Friday.
  • If work is not cancelled, I can go in instead of wasting another one of my days off.
  • My parents have lots of food.

Overall, though, I do love blizzards. A bunch of fluffy, white, soft stuff falls from the sky, and life as we know it comes to a standstill. It doesn't hurt anyone; it's not a natural disaster; it just makes things...stop. And all your plans go out the window. That's pretty fantastic.

sending out an SOS

As I type this, a tow truck is outside my window. I heard it spinning out and going back and forth for several minutes. The driver is merely trying to back up and get his truck off my street. He is shoveling tire tracks on the road by hand just so he can get out.

He finally made it. I think I made the right decision not to go to work today, although the administrator who answered the phone seemed shocked that I would still be stuck. Even if I had made it out today, it's supposed to start snowing again at noon. This whole situation will repeat itself. There's not a plow in sight.

Please send help.

Monday, February 08, 2010

snOMG, I'm not LsnowLing anymore


People have been calling this Snowpocalypse 2010. I didn't really buy into that title until my roommate drove us home in her Jeep from our weekend snowed-in getaway, only to find this in the middle of our street. Yes, an abandoned car in the middle of the road. Okay, Snowpocalypse it is.

Thursday, February 04, 2010

think of all the fun you could have...

You know, I kind of like going to the grocery store a night before a big snowstorm. It's good people-watching. One guy was wearing a red fez tonight. You also get to make small talk with people in the neighborhood and gain insight into how people view snow in Maryland. For instance, the guy next to me must have thought he wouldn't be able to leave the house for the entire week, because his cart was filled to the top and included several jars of pasta sauce, a few gallons of milk, and six frozen cakes and pies. He looked like a contestant on Supermarket Sweep, which is fortunate, because I have been wanting to mention it in this blog lately.