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Be Somewhere Else

How's the load rating on your roof, hey?

How’s the load rating on your roof, hey?

The other day, I was thinking how it would be nice to have daily highs in the 70s in Yuma AZ, since they were only in the low 60s. That has since come about. But having to turn on the little heater every morning – what an inconvenience! I actually had to wear my old winter coat when I went outside one morning!

But the November snowstorm photos forwarded to me by my ol’ work bud Dennis S., who is still young, spry and slogging it out at the same chicken outfit, reset my inconvenience scale. These all come from the Buffalo, NY area at that time, in what one wag has dubbed “Snowmageddon”. Talk about heart attack fodder, shoveling out from this could be quite an ordeal. So here’s to those hardy and resolute souls who choose to live in Buffalo.

It brings to mind one of Murphy’s Laws, which is intended to be both a reminder of gratitude, of sorts, and an inspiration for dread:

“No situation is ever quite so bad,
that it cannot get just a little bit worse.”

 

You think you have problems getting to work some mornings?

You think you have problems getting to work some mornings?

I just stare at this one, trying to comprehend.

I just stare at this one, trying to comprehend.

Hey! Morning, Ed! How's it goin'?

Hey! Morning, Ed! How’s it goin’?

"I am INVINCIBLE!"

“I am INVINCIBLE!”

The kids will remember this with delight! Mom and Dad, not so much.

The kids will remember this with delight! Mom and Dad, not so much.

"So, Honey, how far apart did you say your contractions were? Can you slow them down?"

“So, Honey, how far apart did you say your contractions were? Can you slow them down?”

I had one of those snow blowers. It was very good at a foot and a half, but no good at all for tunnel digging.

I had one of those snow blowers. It was very good at a foot and a half, but no good at all for tunnel digging.

This was shot from a passenger liner over the city.

This was shot from a passenger liner over the city.

Open your door to take in the beautiful wintery vista, and it lunges for you!

Open your door to take in the beautiful wintery vista, and it lunges for you!

And sometimes that wintery vista opens the door for you! This is the downside of French doors in Buffalo, New York.

And sometimes that wintery vista opens the door for you! This is the downside of French doors in Buffalo, New York.

"Uh-oh. We have a situation here."

“Uh-oh. We have a situation here.”

I suppose that this is the greasy underbelly of Nature's bounty.

I suppose that this is the greasy underbelly of Nature’s bounty.

On the road at last, or at least within an inch or two of it.

On the road at last, or at least within an inch or two of it. New York State Thruway.

This is probably one of those times when being sure of the exit you want is a Very Good Thing. Indecision: bad.

This is probably one of those times when being sure of the exit you want is a Very Good Thing. Indecision: bad.

"Run, pedestrian, RUN!"

“Run, pedestrian, RUN! Heh, heh, heh…”

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10 thoughts on “Be Somewhere Else

  1. del day on said:

    Oh the memories…….

  2. Wow… I lived in Michigan for a couple of years at the foot of Grand Traverse Bay, we got Lake Affect Snow but NOTHING like that.
    Two foot of snow overnight the snow blower could handle but it wouldn’t tunnel.

    Where do you put all that? It’s not going away by itself until March or April!
    In MI come March we had to make room on the piles next to the driveway so the 2 stage snow blower had some place to blow the snow.

  3. Oh my gosh! Makes the four feet we got two winters ago look like child’s play. I cannot. Even. Imagine. No, no, no.

  4. Oh my do I remember those days! I used to live in upstate New York not very far east of Buffalo. The first year we moved up there they had a snow storm that lasted 3 days. The total for that snow storm was 144 inches! That’s right 12 feet in one storm. That’s why all of the doors to houses back in the north east open inward otherwise you’d never get out of your house!

  5. This reminds me of the blizzard of ’78 in Mishawaka, IN. I have similar pictures (and memories) in my collection! Like you, we’re glad to be somewhere else!

  6. Linda Sand on said:

    So glad I’ve never experienced one as bad as that. I do remember in Minnesota telling my boss I couldn’t get my car out of the garage but I would walk to the cross street if he wanted to come get me and having him reply that his car was parked in the only clear spot in the parking lot so he wasn’t moving.

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