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04 March 2014


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hee hee hee

Bless you Colonel.

Lord am I tired.

dilbert dogbert

Col Lang,
Thanks for the post. I have seen this before and my feelings about the 9 inches of snow we go here is sunny California are approximate to those in the joke. Snow is beautiful for maybe a day but after that I just want it to go away. Here in sunny California we go to the snow, ski, play and then come home. We don't want it to come visit us and overstay its welcome.
Two of the kids are in DC and one is trying to get home from Texas and not having much luck.
Stay warm.

R Whitman

At this time of year, we, in south Texas always ask: "What is this thing called snow?"


I remember when we had 110 inches of snow one winter in Connecticut. It was my last winter in snow country. I retired my now shovels (sob)!

It was a dreadful sacrifice, but somebody had to do it.

John the Radiator

Keep your lamps trimmed and burning.

The Twisted Genius

Great story. First time I've seen it. I grew up in Connecticut and remember standing on snow drifts feeding snow down to my father and the snowblower. I was standing over his head.

My first duty station was Hawaii. I remember looking for a house to rent and ruling out a lot of them thinking I would never be able to get up the driveway in the winter. Shows the persistence of early learning.

I shoveled out the driveway earlier today (18 inches). Tomorrow, I'll only have 4 inches or so to do. Of course we won't see a plow on the road until Monday at the earliest. Broke out the showshoes to fill the bird feeder. I'm loving it... so far.


Funny post. All in a week, eh?
We had our week of bad snow and ice last year at this time. Wood stove worked great, and I somehow cut the big broken limbs the right way BEFORE they met the power line. (That's always the power company's first question: "Did you get electrocuted?")
I grew up in snow country, though. Don't know if I'll ever adjust to ABS. Going slow is safest.


What a woose. I'd like to see him trying to feed cattle with his new found outlook regarding snow and ice. Problems come into play when you have a blizzard condition with straight-line hard winds that cause cattle to literally drown standing up as their lungs fill up with ice water.

And I don't guess I'll have to worry about him doing with I did as a junior in high school, a really stupid teenager move -- go hunting a first calf heifer on horseback and get caught in a blizzard in the process. It's rough when one can't see any farther than the horse's ears. Luckly I had sense enough to just let go of their reins and let my horse take us back ot the barns. I told my dad later what I did and he went through the roof. I learned my lesson on that one.

William R. Cumming

President James Earl Carter sent his son Chip to Buffalo to see the snow. Saw 19 feet. Chip came back home to DC and told DAD it was awful. DAD declared the first ever Presidential disaster for snow. Now many other Presidents have done so. Mainly Southerners. Still no heat declarations. Plenty for drought though. Certainly ironic that both in Copenhagen and DC the President got a blizzard on both ends of the Climate Change Congress. Who knows maybe last good one this Century. Farmers Almanac predicted colder than normal winter but what do they know.


I laughed my ass off! I just finished woveling to get a head start vs tomorrow AM - Huntington, LI


I'd like to f***in' see some snow in near future, at least a week in Korea or Japan at some love hotel with a desirable wench. Where I'm stayin' the sun god**** scorches!

Must be due to all 'em advert scenes I saw years ago from a Korean televised sob story named Winter Sonata.

In bed on a freezin' day with a wench to warm me up, priceless.

John Minnerath

I've seen that story in various forms many times and every time I read it, I laugh so hard I can hardly finish it.
I'm a Northerner, born and bred, and have lived in this same small mountain valley in Wyoming for about 40 years.
We can see our first white shit in the middle of August and the last stuff for the spring in June.
A little higher up and if you're crazy enough to grow a garden, sometimes you can get some lettuce!
Around here life revolves around your wood pile and it's a rule that you always have just enough cut and split to last till the first 30 below shit in December.
We all talk about tying a snow shovel to the front of our 4X4s and heading south till someone asks us what it is.
Then we'll know we've gone far enough! LOL
Thanks for the tears of laughter colonel.

Cold War Zoomie

Lots of Cape Cods built right after WWII in the DC area don't have a garage, so I'll be digging out the two cars in about an hour. When the plow arrives in a day or two I'll be digging them out again.

Oh joy.

frank durkee

Reminds me of "the great snow of '68 in D.C." the best sledding in town was down the front steps of the capital.

RAISER William

Had a colleague once who claimed that when he retired he would put a snow shovel in the grill of his pick-up and head south. He'd stop when someone asked him, "What's that funny thing in the grill of your pick-up?"

Sidney O. Smith III


I attended college “up north”. But lucky for me, my roommate -- one of the all time greats -- was from NJ and he would lead the way when we would go walking up and down streets looking for his car buried underneath snow. I couldn’t believe it.

Of course, all these years later, he now lives in Austin TX -- an Athens GA writ large.

Walking out on a frozen river use to flip me out at well. You'd hear a "ping" sound that would ricochet up and down the ice.


We get some weather here in KC, KS, but mother nature must have been testing this poor individual from the south. Seems to have broken his spirit.

My favorite snows were from the late 50s and early 60's. Dad would harness three sleds to the Shetland pony and we would go up and down the street. Dad had to stand on the first sled and place a hand on the pony's rear to keep the sled from riding up on her hooves. She was kind of picky about that.

I hope we don't get anything like what this man lived through this year.

Happy holidays and merry Christmas to all of you. You are an enlightening crew.

And a special thanks to the proprietor. You are the tops, sir. Best wishes for the holiday to you and your family.

Patrick Lang


Did I meet you in KC? pl

Buzz Meeks

I remember visiting my former long-term-girlfriend in DC during while she was doing her post doc law degree at GWU back in the early eighties. Had an IH Scout II and we were the only ones out after five inches of snow. This was pre-SUV. A great GF and a great truck.

I live in Buffalo and wouldn't trade the winters here- the majority of the assholes move somewhere else except the rethuglican county ex and slimy Tom Reynolds' sucksessor in con-gress. Or, they don't move here to screw things up worse than the already are because they are afraid of snow.

Best Holiday wishes to all. Thanks for all the valued and considered commentary.

Buzz Meeks


Here just west of Charlottesville we had 25" of the beautiful stuff. No power for 27 hours, but our piss-ant generator ran fine to power the water pump, fridge, and one TV.

Won't be able to get into town until at least Wednesday, though.


This comes to you from Minnesota, where we have 8 on the ground, with the promise of a three day Blizzard beginning Wed, and lasting through Saturday.

Back in the 80's when my folks were still alive, and living in Old Town, Alexandria -- this only child had to respond to health emergencies by flying into DC -- frequently to experience the fact that no one in DC knew how to drive in snow, and treated a few inches as if it were a Nuclear Threat Warning. (immediately bought up all the milk and bread in markets, as if none would ever be delivered again.)

One year I borrowed a cousin's old "beater" -- that is the old beat up kind of car with stick shift one saves for winter driving -- and needing to make a Hospital Visit, went out mid morning to drive off. Neighbors all told me, driving was out of the question. But I did my thing, chopped a little snow, looked over the ruts carefully, and first try, popped the little Datsun out into the middle of the street. No spinning tires, no sweat. Suddenly, all the folk who had been watching behind shutters and drapes were out on the street -- "Pop my car out too before you leave for the Hospital!!"

So always wanting to be helpful, I popped out three of them, leaving instructions for clearing parking spots, de-icing ruts, and a line of cars in the middle of the street as I drove off.

DC area drivers need extensive drivers training for snow weather, I would suggest a serious stimulius funded ten day long program perhaps in Ely Minnesota, followed by special license amendments permitting snow driving in and around the District. The rest of you should stay off the roads.

William P. Fitzgerald III

Pat Lang,

We have lots of the white stuff here in northern Michigan. Six grandchildren have arrived with two more coming today, so sledding, snowball fights and skiing are all on the schedule.

We served the Smithfield ham, prepped and cooked in accordance with your recipe and accompanied by baked hominy and shrimp, last night to rave reviews.

Merry Christmas.


Patrick Lang


Glad you liked it. I am cooking one today to distribute as Christmas presents in the neighborhood. pl

Different Clue

Southeast Michigan has a lot less snow than other parts of Michigan or also some other Northern states.

The special feature of winter here is its feeling of endless dreary unendingness. Some years the sky is overcast for 1-2 weeks at a time followed by one sunny day followed by 1-2 more overcast weeks. Teaser-foretastes of spring occur in April followed by spring snowstorms. One little snow flurry can be expected every May.

Different Clue

(I hope I am not being too much of a comment-hog; but earlier I was at a timed-shutout computer; and now I am at a computer with more time).

A couple-more winter memories. 25 years ago or so, we had a few-inch snowfall in mid-March; and a
Soviet immigrant friend of mine got all upset about it.
I found that strange. In talking, here is what I learned. While the Ukrainian/Russian winter is much colder than ours; their seasons run on a predictable timetable-schedule. Every season comes when it is supposed to; with no encore appearances by the season which should be ending. March-in-Moscow should be sliding into spring. You would have to go to Leningrad (which it was then) to expect snow in mid-March. You would have to go
to Murmansk or Archangelsk to get snow in April. So when we got a 6-inch snowfall that April, I didn't even ask him what he thought about that.

More recently, I noticed a disturbing pattern. We would get several days near zero in mid-early December to freeze the bare ground hard. Then we would get snow. Then we would get a flash-thaw which melted and ran-off all the snow. That cycle would repeat till spring with zero snowpack left on ground to melt into the finally-thawing ground. I finally learned to dig all the snow up off of my yard and pack it onto my garden beds so I would have some left by springtime to pre-snow-water the start-of-season garden. (If life hands you snow drifts, make snow driftade).

Two Decembers ago I was harvesting just such a snowfall when I looked up to see a snowy owl flying high overhead. Hard blue sky bright white owl. Very memorable.

Kurt Vonnegut once suggested the Great Lakes region of the Midwest really has 6 seasons. He poetically named the two extra seasons "locking" and "un-locking". I would more prosaically name them "freeze-up" and "break-up". We have a month or so of "freeze-up" before real winter and then a month or so of "break-up" before real spring.

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