Another Post About the Nor’eastern Blizzard of 09
Friday:
I come into work. The kids are all jumping with joy while informing me, “Its’ gonna snow 2 feet! It’s gonna snow 2 feet!” I set the though aside, with the knowledge that the minds of children tend to exaggerate anything they hear before it exits their mouths.
Friday Evening:
Staff meeting held at Thong Thai. It starts to snow, and sticks rather quickly. I toss a couple snowballs, and find that the snow must’ve made it to hell and frozen, because I walk to get my car and find that it has been cleaned off by the person I would have least expected : Mateen. This pretty much puts me in a wonderful mood, which probably turns out not to be a great thing…
Chill at Jermy’s for a bit. Drive to Jordan’s with him and Matt. Car gets stuck, but we find an alternative route out of the neighborhood.
*The plot thickens, along with the snow*
The average speed of Rt 123 was about 25 mph. Cars in ditches. Due to my ginormous ego, i figure i can make it home if i play it safe.
I make it to the Peterman household, and told I can’t leave and that I will be staying in the guest room. I brush the though aside, knowing that I will just leave in a bit before the snow gets bad.
I go outside and find that the snow is higher than the front valence of my car. My VDub has been claimed by the storm…
I missed the escape window, and hit a wall of snow.
Now, I’m not complaining. I consider myself very lucky to be stuck in a warm home with my waffle skillet. However, this video here made me quite upset about being stuck in the ‘burbs during the storm.
That has to be the most epic snowball fight EVER! And you all know how it is: When something happens somewhere and you know exactly where it is, you feel like you missed out. Unfortunately, some idiot cop pulled a gun upon being hit with a snowball. WHO DOES THAT?! *sigh*
Anywho, here I am on night 2 at Jordan’s. Tomorrow, I shall devise my plot for escape. My dad, being the genius that he is, parked one of his cars by the main road when he realized that the storm was inevitable. Now, if he needs to get somewhere, like possibly getting me, all he has to do is walk about a mile and he’s free and clear. My neighborhood is apparently inundated, and therefore unescapable by any normal sized car or truck. Pictures will ensue, once I can return to my lair. Hopefully soon….
^ Pic that alex took with her camera. http://alexmassey.wordpress.com
kerrigreen said,
December 20, 2009 at 5:19 am
thanks for the shoutout mamacita!
nekachubz said,
December 21, 2009 at 7:21 am
1. Enjoyed reading this very much. When the kids first said two feet I was like “yeah whatever silly smaller humans!” and now my car is trapped and we have to go to work tomorrow.
2. That picture represents everything I hate. Snow and cars trapped in snow.
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