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March 17, 2007
A Vow
I made a promise to myself . Since the snow that so inconveniently truthly appeared last night is not supposed to exist I decided that I will shovel none of it but rather I shall stay inside and drink until it goes the way of polar bear testicles. Not a flake will I disturb.
Well, I will clean off one area...
Posted by Mr. Bingley at March 17, 2007 09:56 AM
Comments
Bingley, I love that you've got your own NJ vineyard going on in the snow there. If that's not the very epitome of optimism, I don't know what is.
Posted by: suzette at March 17, 2007 10:48 AM
I only fear it's not misplaced optimism...I may need to call on Corgi Consultants, LLC to help it survive!
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at March 17, 2007 11:01 AM
You'd best wait until it melts. This snow is particularly difficult to shovel. It's more like a layer of frozen snow topped by a fine layer of crushed ice. After freeing my wife's car, I've decided to spend the rest of the day sipping hot chocolate and watching television.
Posted by: Tainted Bill at March 17, 2007 12:07 PM
Hmmm.
I blame Al Gore and the Gore-Effect.
Nothing else explains 70 degree weather followed by ridiculous levels of snow followed by more pleasant weather.
It's Al Gore I say!
I bet the ruddy barstid is taking quick hops in his private jet just to muck up our weather.
Posted by: ed at March 17, 2007 03:10 PM
I envy you, Mr B. I never get to grill in those conditions. I doubt huggies keep beer as cold as snow does. Natural gas?
Posted by: Rob at March 18, 2007 01:16 PM
Yep, hooked up to the city line so it never runs out in the middle of a steak.
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at March 18, 2007 02:46 PM
You were better off inside, Bings. I got run off the road yesterday on Route 9 by a jackass who decided that not signalling was the perfect prelude to joining the pack of mushers slogging through the worst of rush hour in driving sleet. It's a mercy of God that there was no actual crash - I just fishtailed around a bunch and grazed the curb. (Thankfully, no jersey barriers on that stretch of the highway.)
We'll raise a glass together once all of this melts.
Posted by: Nightfly at March 18, 2007 08:02 PM
'Fly, great to hear you avoided a serious accident.
But dude, you really have to stop driving with the hockey gear on...
Posted by: Mr. Bingley at March 19, 2007 01:52 PM