Prepping for Snowpocalypse 2: Snowmageddeon

My neighbor drives a snowplow for the county, which means this winter he has been very very busy. We’re supposed to get between six and ten inches of snow tonight, and as you can see my neighbor is so very ready for it. Good for him. I myself will probably just stay in bed all day tomorrow. I think it’s better for everyone that way.

37 Comments on “Prepping for Snowpocalypse 2: Snowmageddeon”

  1. Last week we had ice in a place that has plows, sand, or salt. This week I’m glad to see that all we’re getting is rain.

  2. mossjon314159 – Lansing, KS, USA – Avid reader (see my book reviews and ratings here), amateur astronomer and photographer, sporadic crocheter and Rottweiler spoiler.
    mossjon314159

    It’s definitely coming your way. We’re halfway through the storm here in Kansas City and I’ve shoveled the driveway twice. About 5-6 inches so far with more expected overnight. I highly recommend sleeping in.

  3. With apologies to Jimmy Webb:

    “I drive a snowplow for the county
    And I ride the main road
    Searchin’ ‘tween the flakes for another heavy load”

  4. Here in Western Massachusetts, we’re expecting between 8 and 14 inches. With a possible “trace of ice”, just for laughs. Whee.

  5. My students are all geared up for another day off tomorrow. I think this one will just be a run-of-the-mill winter storm in my neck of the woods; hopefully they’ll be disappointed.

  6. The amount of snow we’re due to get has been decreasing since last night (we live southwest of Pittsburgh). Looks like we might just get slush. But I have sand and rock salt just in case…

  7. John, that’s just for HIS driveway. The rest of you in Darke County will have to fend for yourselves. It’s snowing here in Sidney, too…….glad I have a good snow blower.

  8. Here in VT it’s 4-8 inches of powder. Means the morning commute might slow down from 75 to 70.

    Nice to get some skiing-worthy snow after all the ice/slush/thaw combos of the past 2 months.

  9. Oh. But I do have a sore throat. Prob from last week’s freeze, I duno. I guess it’s even steven. Now I have to go see the doctor tomorrow.

  10. We’re several hours west of you. Currently getting our predicted inch of ice, to be followed by many, many inches of predicted snow.

  11. We’re HOPING for snow here. Albuquerque got an inch or two last night, and some sprinkles today. I’m 30 miles south, and we’ve gotten NOTHING!

  12. Sorry you’re getting clobbered again, Mr. Scalzi, though I hope you enjoy your day in bed. The past couple of systems have stayed just south of us on their way to your neck of the woods, so the most we’ve gotten from them is an inch or two of fluff.

    And I’m FINE with that, by the way, in case anyone wonders. We have already had our share and then some.

  13. I live in California. We have four seasons here — Shake, Bake, Burn and Slide, but we would love precipitation in any of it’s myriad forms…

  14. They’re predicting a foot ± 3 inches here in Central MA.

    JS, you recently blogged that you monitored the house’s temperature for your wife while she jogged out in the cold. Tomorrow you will sleep in to help your neighbor plow unimpeded.

    Though our politics differ, I find you an inspirational figure, worthy of emulation.

  15. changterhune – Before you hear lies from Chang Terhune himself, we thought we’d tell you the truth: without us, his old action figures, he’d be nowhere. He loved science fiction from way back and began reading it at an early age, but it was through us that he acted it all out. That’s what led to the writing. He watched a lot of science fiction shows like Star Trek, U.F.O, and movies, too. But we were always there to do his bidding. And it’s like they say: you always forget about the little people on your way up. Oh, the 70’s and early 80’s with him were good times! He’d use these blocks and make all the crazy buildings for us to be in his stories. I gotta say the kid’s imagination was pretty damn fertile. Oh, he had friends, but they just weren’t into it like him. He was like the Lance Armstrong of action figures. And of science fiction. At first, when he began writing in the eighth grade, we didn’t mind. He still made time for us. And we knew that when he was holding us in his sweaty little hands and he got that far off look in his eye, he’d come back to burying us in the back yard or - god forbid! – blowing us up with firecrackers. But it was worth it for a part in one of those stories. We loved him for it. He kept us around even when we were minus a leg or two - or even a head. In that mind of his, he found a use for all of us. Then he discovered girls. October, 1986. It was like the end of the world. One day we’re standing in the middle of this building block creation he’d pretended was some marble city on a planet near Alpha Centauri and the next we were stuck in a box in the closet. Not even a “See ya later!” Nope, it was into the closet, then we heard some high-pitched girly-giggles then silence. We didn’t see him for years. We got word about him once in a while. Heard he took up writing, but it was crap like “The Breakfast Club” only with better music. We couldn’t believe it. Not Charlie. What happened to those aliens with heads he’d sculpted out of wax? Spaceships? Those complex plots? All gone. For what? You guessed it: Girls. Emotions. “Serious fiction.” I tell you, it was like hearing Elvis had left the building. During our two decade exile in the closet, we heard other things about him. He went to college. He wrote a lot, but not much he really liked. We knew it even then. It was like he didn’t dare write science fiction. Some of us had lost hope and just lay there. Others kept vigil, hoping for a day we didn’t dare speak about. Then we heard he’d stopped writing in 1996. Did he come to reclaim us? No. He took up music for ten years or so. He took up yoga. Once in a while, he’d visit us in the closet. But it was half-hearted. His mind was elsewhere. Then one day, he really did come back for us. One second we’re in the dark and the next thing we know we’re in a car headed for Massachusetts. Suddenly we got a whole shelf to ourselves out in broad daylight! Then he bought a bunch of others form some planet called Ebay. He’d just sit and stare at us with that old look. But why were we suddenly back in the picture? He had a wife now, who didn’t mind that he played with us. So what had happened? Turns out he’d never forgotten about those stories. He’d been thinking about all of us and the stories he’d made up and then remembered he’d been a writer once. From the shelf we could see him typing away. Before long he’s got a whole novel together! Then he’s working on another one. Word is there are two more in the planning stages! Some short stories, too! It’s good to see him using his imagination again. Its good to know he never abandoned us. He returned to his true love of science fiction. We hear the stories are pretty good. Someday we’ll get one of the cats to score us a copy of the manuscript. Man, it’s good to be out of the damn closet! --- I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me
    changterhune

    It’s so awesome to live next to people with plows. In our old house our neighbor on one side would plow out our driveway and the other would snowplow a path in front of our house. God Bless America!

  16. We may be getting a bit of freezing in rain in DC. That’ll shut things down. Me, I took the car down the 30% grade driveway and parked on the street,.

  17. I’m due south of you, and we’re getting freezing rain right now. I’d gladly take snow.

    The kids have been out of school more than they’ve been in school since New Years. It’s getting old for all of us.

  18. PD – Want to know what's going to hit your life without being bogged down in mudslinging? I'm tired of politics, too.
    PD

    Here’s hoping work cancels tomorrow…we’re not getting as much here as we were supposed to, though.

  19. We have about a foot of powder snow here in KC, and it’s still falling at 11pm.
    Obviously, the snow dance the kids did at my kid’s school yesterday worked really well!

  20. Bearpaw: careful on those roads. Everyone who has to go out, actually. But I’ve driven the Berkshires. The frosting ain’t so dream-like when you’re trying to drive on it.

  21. Up here in Minnesota we’re just a bit chilly. I guess if it’s really cold it’s too dry to support heavy snowfall. Now, a few winters back we had a brown Christmas (my first ever) and I don’t think I ever had to put the sandals away for more than a couple weeks. Anyway, enjoy the snow!

  22. You’ve got remarkably little snow on the ground there. We’re just over the Michigan border about 50 miles and we’ve got about 2 feet on the ground, much more in the piles to the sides of the driveways.

  23. I live in New England, thus what we get for snow makes everyone that lives west of DC and east of the Rockies who gets snow that looks positively wimpy.

    F’r instance, today the fist 1/3 of snow that is burying will range from 8 to 12 inches; weekend storm promises to dump another foot and Monday promises to be a classic Nor’easter.

  24. Well, one of the schools where I worked delayed until noon – I teach before noon, then cancelled entirely. The other (where I teach afternoons) is still open, although I will check before I leave for Twinsburg – I’m in Akron (Ohio). So I can get ahead on lectures for Friday, and put together three tests (1 for this week and 2 for next week). And make some chili. I did go back to bed at 5:30 when I found morning classes were cancelled and slept for another 3 hours, so I guess I’m ahead…

  25. Giant pipeline!

    We actually had similar suggestions a year or two back when one end of Australia was flooded and the other end was on fire (a surprisingly frequent (occurrence in summer!) Some wag even proposed gathering the entire population at the burning end ”to tip the continent”…

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