The Blizzard of '07, Day 3

Another snow day today. This one was so bad that, two hours into it, I was out in the driveway, hacking the ice off of my car with a blank cd case. Where was I going? To work. Being locked up in my house is so boring, I'll go to work on the days I'm not obligated to attend. Please draw your own terrifying conclusion from that.

I'd feel even worse about it if it weren't for the fact that six or seven other guys did the same thing. I got there before noon, and over the next few hours, there was a steady trickle of folks into the office. They'd look at me, shrug, and say, "Man, I just got bored." Those dudes had nothing to rationalize, not in my book, at least. After being stuck inside my house for 72 hours, going to the office was like stepping through the Stargate.

My brief arctic experience has crushed any hopes I ever had of living up north. It always seemed kind of neat to me, to trade a brutal summer for a majestic, snow-dusted winter. After only three days of legitimate winter weather, I realize that idea was completely idiotic; I'm not a fan of cold, ice, or snow (sorry Santa). The only reason to experience weather this brutal is because a disreputable weekly magazine is paying you to hunt the Sasquatch.

Tomorrow, we're supposed to thaw out. To that, I say praise the Lord and pass the biscuits. True winter weather is like a weekend with Corey Feldman: definitely more fun to imagine than it is to experience.

Posted by Cody at January 17, 2007 9:45 PM