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Main Forum => General Discussion => Topic started by: Pintrepid on February 07, 2013, 10:48:34 AM
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Well, just when we thought we might make it through the winter without too much more snow, now it looks like we're going to get the entire season's worth of snow in one massive DUMP!
Fucking HEY!!!
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I love that! So funny! So when did we start naming our winter storms? I don't remember that. Maybe if they didn't do that reality crap when we actually need the forecast, we would take them seriously!
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The Universe, (the actual/real universe, not VPU) always has a way of equaling things out. My thought has been that if we didn't get some sort of accumilation of snow, then when the spring comes, we'd be more likely to flood when it rains.
Rukia
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Hmm, new smilies arent showing up..... :)
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I knew there was a good reason why I live in an apartment complex
my parking area gets plowed and all the sidewalks stay shoveled
and salted with no help from me (finally!).
now if I can only get the elephants who live above me to stop stomping around at night
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That's ok, if you're snowed in more time to work on Flash. :)
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faralos, you got the elephants upstairs? Are they new tenants?
I feel for you. I had Hollywood psychos pulling that on me for several years,
but because of their status, I couldn't complain to the management.
If I complained, it was my fault for talking about it...
And ahh, snow. I started life as a boy in rural Pennsylvania, near Ford City 45 minutes from Pittsburgh, and I remember the winter of '63. One morning the family car was buried under 6 feet of powder drifts.
School was not cancelled, so I had to get on the school bus. Our house was below the road with a bank leading up to the road, and it was solid ice.
I stood on the porch and when the school bus arrived I headed toward the sloping bank, took one step, and slid back to where I was. Again. And again. And Again. The driver, Ich Eismann waited, and so I then get down on my hands and knees slowly trying to crawl up the frigid icy bank, and after about five minutes of back and forth skating, the driver finally stepped out and reached out to me with his hand, but it was still much work to overtake that simple 4 foot bank of solid ice and mud.
Part of the bus route was up Eismann Hill, a narrow two way country road with a 30 degree slope near "Little Germany", and it was also solid ice.
We started up the hill, the drive wheel spun in place, and we ended up right back at the bottom.
We approached the hill again. And again. And Again. To the same result.
The driver shifted to first gear and restarted the climb at less than One Mile Per Hour.
The bus moved up the hill treacherously but surely, but at the mid point we then began to slide backwards with equal vigor, maybe at 10 M.P.H. slightly sideways and completely out of control. Ich then pulled the e-brake and tapped the pedal and the bus stabilized at one quarter of the hill, but then managed to find its footing and, twenty minutes later, we overtook the 100 foot climb and went on to pick up the remaining students.
I could have crapped my pants, it was so scary!