Tuesday, February 23, 2010
The end of the world is nigh
Yes, boys and girls, the unthinkable has happened, and we had actual snow that caused the people in suits to send us home early from work. Just a smattering of snow, you say? Aha! Spoken like someone who lives where there are enough sand trucks to get to all the bridges before the carnage mounts.
Frankly, I would have preferred to have been told not to come in at all, since driving in a mix of hail, sleet, and snow is not my idea of a fun time for all.
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I sympathize. I was recently in Ireland when they had uncharcteristic blizzards and other extreme weather, and the entire country effectly came to a standstill. Of course, me being (now) a hardened New Yorker was appalled and frustrated by the lack of ...everything preparatory, but it makes some kind of sense (not an excuse) in a place that is normally very temperate.
But I still believe that everyone in the universe who owns a car should have antifreeze in their windscreen wiper fluid and kitty litter in the trunk. I don't *care* if you live in the Sahara. You just never know...
Snow, huh? We tried to get away from it. We left New England right about the time you were writing that post. Went all the way to South Florida. No snow. But not hot, barely warm.
Cold everywhere.
Is there a message in that?
Probably not.
I thought all windshield wiper fluid had antifreeze of some sort? No? Even if I make it up myself, I put rubbing alcohol in it. And dishwashing liquid. (Yes, I am cheap enough to make my own windshield wiper fluid. Pretty sad, huh?)
Therapist Mumbles, I ran into so many people who were grumbling "This isn't what I moved to Texas for!" At least it was brief. By the end of the week, we were warm again.
I think it's just like that disaster movie, "The Day After Tomorrow." Global warming has messed up the air currents. Any day now, some freak storm will get out of hand and freeze over all of North America down to the Mexican border. I'm not sure why the glaciers will stop at the Rio Grande and not the Red River, but plot has its demands, you know.
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