I’ve promised, I dunno, twice now maybe that at some point today there would be a real post and that I wouldn’t talk about the weather during said real post.  That was a terrible lie; there will be a real post (there is now!  It’s this one!) but fuckit I’m gonna talk about the weather some more.    I just went out and cleared the driveway for the second time today; there was the same amount of snow four hours or so after the first clear that there had been the first time, only this time it was colder and showing harder and windier.

Tomorrow is going to suck, children.  The snow has only gotten heavier and faster and thicker as the day’s gone on, and I see no way that I’m not going to have to clear the driveway at least once more before it gets too dark to do it again.  Tomorrow, I’ll have to do it at least once more, only in Death Cold.

Or, more likely, I’ll let the wife take my car to work since it’s an SUV and can get out of the driveway, and I’ll not do it at all, because only an idiot would be outside doing work that could cause sweating in fifty degree below zero wind chills.  Don’t get me wrong; I am an idiot, but I’m not that kind of idiot.

In other news, there’s been a big pot of ragu alla bolognese simmerin’ on my stovetop for the last couple of hours and for the second day in a row I’m gonna eat like a king tonight.  School is cancelled for tomorrow (I’ll probably have the boy; we’re actually expecting daycare to be open, but it seems stupid to send him in, especially since he still doesnt seem to be feeling very well) and I’ve finally managed to get my comic books sorted and separated.  I’m keeping about a quarter of my collection, I have two other boxes mostly ready to send off to friends who requested some books for their kids, and I have an email out to a fellow who said he was interested when I talked about selling my books back in September, so let’s cross our fingers that he’s still interested.  Otherwise… anybody wanna buy about 4000 comic books?  

The plan for tonight is to try and restrain the urge to post further pictures of snowy things, to survive the third driveway-clearing, and to get a bunch more writing done.  I feel like it might actually happen, too; I’ve done a really good job of staying productive all day and hopefully I won’t fall apart once I’ve had dinner.  Don’t put it past me, though.  

Stay warm, kids.  

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