Somehow, our little sliver of North America has been escaping the massive snowfalls that have buried the entire Midwest and even Europe these last couple of weeks, but yesterday the snowstorm we missed over the weekend gave a little back-kick and reminded us that we’re not immune. It only amounted to a couple of inches, which is negligible by our traditional standards, but because the weather people hadn’t anticipated it, nobody was prepared and the evening commute was a right bitch for most people. There was just enough snow that it needed to be cleared from our driveway, but not enough to start the snowblower, so I shoveled. It’s funny how much longer the driveway seems when you hold a shovel in your hand.
The snowstorm also screwed us out of the chance to see the total lunar eclipse last night. Not that I had the slightest intention of staying up until 2:30 in the morning to see it in the first place. If any of us are still alive in 2094, they say that’s the next time we’ll have the chance to see one on the same day as the Winter Solstice. Here’s one blogger I ran across who DID get to see it and took a couple of fuzzy pictures.
It could be worse. Here’s a picture of some people taking a hike in the snow IN AUSTRALIA WHERE IT IS THE MIDDLE OF SUMMER:
Now the question for us is whether there’s going to be another snowstorm over the weekend. Our Christmas weekend includes driving up to Maine to see our families, but the “Storm Of The Decade” currently washing away all of California could bring all of its moisture with it as it travels eastward due to an air current sometimes called the “Pineapple Express”. Given that the local meteorologists screwed the pooch a little with this storm, they are decidedly non-committal about what might happen over the weekend, saying there’s a 60% chance of a storm somewhere on the East Coast. Thanks, fellas, that clears up everything.
Now that we do have snow on the ground here, I’d just like to remind all my fellow Massholes that you need to clean the effing snow off of the roof of your car before you get out on the road and kill somebody.
