(The Mighty Kymm--you'll not see nothing like!)


26 January

Well, we're certainly walkin' in a fucking winter wonderland 'round our way, by golly. Not to mention slippin', slidin' and shovelin'.

It is, in fact, the first real, solid snowfall in three years. O, how I missed it so. Not. I couldn't actually get out my door yesterday morning, and had to go up through the house.

I was remarkably surprised that there was no snow in front of our house, "Fran shoveled?" I thought, somewhat perturbed, "Was he hit on the head?" but then I noticed that it was because we are the last house and the wind had blown the drifts away. Left the ice, though. I looked as though I was auditioning for a comic ice show.

About halfway down the block, a thought came into my head that reoccurred several times during the course of the day. "Gee, I wonder where my boots are?"

(three squares)

Made it to the office without too much difficulty, but found a half-empty building, changing to an entirely empty building come 2p. I mean, honestly, it was only 7" or 8" of snow. "What are you people," I called after retreating backs, "Fucking made of gold?"

Yes, this is the first big snowstorm in three years, but in Michigan this would be a medium snowstorm. Barely a flake, is what they would call it in North Dakota, I believe. Certainly not something requiring all businesses to close and people to go home and start burning up the furniture.

What will they do for the rest of the winter? 'Cause this won't be the last, you know. I, for one, stayed at work until 8p. Didn't do a damn thing all day, but at least I was there!

(three squares)

I got home and broke down and shoveled my steps.

We don't have snow shovel, but we do have a big spade, which shovels snow just swell, and got to work.

I had forgotten exactly how crappy a shoveler I am. I mean, I'm a Californian at heart, years in Michigan, New York and New Jersey notwithstanding, and I believe that the art of shoveling snow is best learned at one's mother's knee. At my mother's knee I learned to shovel sand at the beach, but not a sausage about snow.

It may look as lumpy as the surface of the moon, but I did it!

(row of champagne bottles)

Today's horoscope:
Computerized records could be a factor in financial matters today. Repairs are also a possible focus, as are medicine, tools or friends.

One year ago today:
I spent my childhood on soundstages, which is much more fun.

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