Obviously it’s been a while since I updated the blog and I stumbled across a post that I had drafted in February. It’s a little out of date now since we haven’t actually had snow in a while, but I’m gonna go ahead and say that I posted it late on purpose for all of our readers in the Southern Hemisphere. I hear it’s Fall down there. And that all the toilets run in the opposite direction. Anyhow, enjoy!
As you know, the District area was crippled by a snow storm of such magnitude that just seeing it drove many hopelessly insane. It was fun to watch the news ever night and see the pure panic in the eyes of the media as they warned of the upcoming storm of death. Note, the state of Maryland really does not understand snow removal. Yes, its nice that you’re out there in your snow plow, but the blade must in fact be lowered in order to move the snow. Christ, what a clusterfuck. My road is pretty low on the priority list of plowing so we couldn’t drive for a couple of days. This made walking to the liquor store a necessity. Unfortunately the only open liquor store was about a mile and three quarters away. What a pain in the ass. The bottle of Ol Grandad made the trip back bearable though.