I guess everyone’s dreams for a white Easter are coming true here in Motown.
Feh. I am tired of my feet being cold.
by John Cole| 28 Comments
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I guess everyone’s dreams for a white Easter are coming true here in Motown.
Feh. I am tired of my feet being cold.
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[…] Snowing. Again. […]
LiberalTarian
Get yourself some battery operated warm socks.
Or just wool socks. I love wearing them in the winter.
joe
I’m going to use the fact that it’s cold to renounce global warming, because I was dropped on my head as a child, and didn’t get enough love.
Ahem.
Hey, hippies, if you want to warm the globe, you’re going to have to burn more of that patchouli!
How’d I do?
myiq2xu
It’s been over 70 degrees every day for the last couple weeks and I already have to mow the lawn weekly.
Incertus
I’m really surprised no one here went off on the Carville calls Richardson a Judas story. I sure had fun with it.
jake
Fine, mock your snow-deprived neighbors to the north.
Notorious P.A.T.
So much for global warming, haw haw haw!
Of course, half the snow we got yesterday had melted away by lunch time, but still.
Saul Goode
Sorta makes ya wish that global warming nonsense were true.
Incertus
It’s been over 70 degrees every day for the last couple weeks and I already have to mow the lawn weekly.
That’s what we call winter in south Florida. We’ve spent most of this not-summer period in the 80s, with occasional jaunts into the low 90s. We got into the mid 70s last week, and it was positively brisk.
drunken hausfrau
we had snow and hail here in London today… we didn’t even have snow at Christmas!
fbg46
I was heading up the on – ramp for I94 westbound in Ann Arbor to head home to LA after finishing grad school at U of M. It was the middle of May 1979, and it was snowing. As I headed on to the freeway I looked up and said, “I get it Lord, I’ll never come back again.”
Mary
Wait — I missed this. What are you doing in Detroit, John? A conference?
The Other Steve
Hillary is Jesus?
myiq2xu
I live in Central Big Smoggy, a little southeast of SF. What you describe is SoCal weather – “Endless Summer”
Mary
For no particular reason: Moe Howard doing the Niagara Falls sketch on the Mike Douglas show.
Mona
John, what is a West Virginian like you doing in this frigid tundra? I’m in southwestern Michigan, and it effing snowed so badly yesterday there were some school closings– it is still white on the ground. Feh, indeed.
myiq2xu
Mary Magdalene
(the holy hooker)
myiq2xu
Working to stop the revote.
nrglaw
I usually put an exclamation point after “feh.” So from Ann Arbor and with respect to the snow, feh!
Incertus
Mary Magdalene
(the holy hooker)
I figure, in Carville’s formulation, that Bill has to be Mary Magdalene. Too bad there’s not an Apostle Dick, or Carville would have made room for himself in there.
demimondian
Oh, you poor babies down South. I’ve got it rough, way up north here — it’s almost 60 and sunny.
demimondian
When I lived in Boca, I got a laugh every year in November watching all the furs come out to “keep people warm” when it got all the way down to 50 degrees. For five minutes. For one night.
Boca was a great place to be rich, old, and without children at home. I met none of those criteria — sucked to be me.
Incertus
Boca was a great place to be rich, old, and without children at home. I met none of those criteria—sucked to be me.
Hasn’t changed much, which is to say, it hasn’t changed at all.
D-Chance.
Christ-on-a-stick, Mr Cole, your pee-on is already flooding the joint up with his Jehovah’s Witness level eco-hysterics drivel…
Mr Furious
John, what’re you doing up in this neck of the woods? If you’re coming anywhere near Ann Arbor, let’s grab a beer!
myiq2xu
There was a “Peter” who was rock hard.
Krista
Indeed. I just got back from my mom’s, where they’re approaching 1000cm of snowfall so far this season. She needed the roof of her sunroom shovelled off, so husband and I got up there. It was v. easy to just walk from the nearest snowdrift up onto the roof — that’s how high the snow is. Unfortunately, at one point after coming back down, when walking across the yard, the crust broke and I dropped down with both legs through the snow, up to just a little under my armpits.
Ever try to get out of snow that deep? There is no graceful way to do it. Needless to say, I was cursing quite heartily.
Birdzilla
The ester bunny is wearing snowshoes and a parka