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…

8 Responses to “A Vow”

  1. suzette says:

    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.

  2. Mr. Bingley says:

    I only fear it’s not misplaced optimism…I may need to call on Corgi Consultants, LLC to help it survive!

  3. Tainted Bill says:

    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.

  4. ed says:

    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.

  5. Rob says:

    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?

  6. Mr. Bingley says:

    Yep, hooked up to the city line so it never runs out in the middle of a steak.

  7. Nightfly says:

    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.

  8. Mr. Bingley says:

    ‘Fly, great to hear you avoided a serious accident.
    But dude, you really have to stop driving with the hockey gear on…

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