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Dec. 9th, 2005 07:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
apocalypsosWoohoo! I win at driving home in a blinding snowstorm at six in the morning after not having driven in real snow for three years and not ending up in a ditch! *happy dance*
Also, Joe Bag O'Lugnuts, the Little $500 Car That Could, drove smashingly in the bad weather, and I don't mean that in the literal way. What a well-behaved boy my car was. The next time I spot a sexy sports car in a mall parking lot, I'll have to get the space next to it just so Joe can get his flirt on.
The ongoing rumor that the weathermen are passing around is about a foot in the higher elevations (guess who's in the higher elevations?) with the snow ending by noon and then the sun will come out. And then will be the dancing bears, and then the piles of twenties falling from the sky. (You gather by my sarcastic tone, I'll wager, my faith in the local meteorological experts. I still maintain that most of northeastern Pennsylvania's weathermen make most of their predictions using carefully randomly numbered rubber ducks bobbing around in a tub.)
Also, Joe Bag O'Lugnuts, the Little $500 Car That Could, drove smashingly in the bad weather, and I don't mean that in the literal way. What a well-behaved boy my car was. The next time I spot a sexy sports car in a mall parking lot, I'll have to get the space next to it just so Joe can get his flirt on.
The ongoing rumor that the weathermen are passing around is about a foot in the higher elevations (guess who's in the higher elevations?) with the snow ending by noon and then the sun will come out. And then will be the dancing bears, and then the piles of twenties falling from the sky. (You gather by my sarcastic tone, I'll wager, my faith in the local meteorological experts. I still maintain that most of northeastern Pennsylvania's weathermen make most of their predictions using carefully randomly numbered rubber ducks bobbing around in a tub.)
