I haven’t taken my bathrobe off all day, though I did get dressed. Eventually. Because I cannot see my driveway at all (it blurs into the corn field when there’s enough snow) trying to go out would be foolhardy. Which means: I spent most of the day writing and reading.
My drink has a :/ face on it!
A mug of cider (“apple juice”) heated ’till it’s warm in the microwave, with a couple of cloves floating in it for flavor. When it’s warm, add 2 shots of cinammon bourbon. Maraschino cherries in moonshine are also an option.
The booze is for medicinal purposes: it takes the edge off my wanting to choke politicians and punch nazis.
Finally a good reason to drink in moderation! Are those two of the steps for AA?
I’ve never thought of snow as something weird and a bit alien.
We don’t get it here.
If I need to see it, I can drive a few hours in the middle of winter up into the mountains to do so to make a snowman.
But if it’s an excuse to drink, well, maybe snow isn’t useless…;)
The heat is never useless, always time for beer when it’s warm.
It’s another low 30 degree* day here, where’s my beer?
*Celcius, not that weird arse Farenheit.
I’ve never thought of snow as anything but weird and a bit alien….sigh.
One day I will compose a half-comprehensible sentence.
But it is not this day!
Marcus
I’m wondering if you did that Cleese thread with the help of JD?
There’s a grumpy orangutan in your mug.
chigau@#4:
Was it that obvious?
I needed some muscle relaxant to keep myself from reflexively smashing my fist through my panel.
Lofty@#5:
There’s a grumpy orangutan in your mug.
Fortunately, I knew just what to do…
Record-breaking snow here in central NY. 36″ at our house. Largest 24 hour accumulation on record in the City of Utica (31″) and 48″ just south of Cooperstown.
Fortunately, we had no snow left on the ground prior to this event (a little odd for early March), otherwise the piles would be even worse.