Saturday, December 20, 2008

Snow what some more


Decided to just stay home today , but that left the solstice party dilemma.
Should I go to the trouble to chain up the Volvo?
(We don't have recommended traction devices for the Prius.)
Just for the party?
Eh...
So when I get done fooling around with this toy, M tells me that the blood bank is running low on Dracula food and we should go help out.
It's not hard to don the Marleys, really, so that's what I did.
With the clankers on,we got down the hill tikkety-boo. (?)
After a couple miles on the flat the there-but-for-the-weakest-links got a little annoying and, frankly, redundant.
So...
We pulled into a convenient parking lot to remove the aforementioned pneumatic snowshoes.
Easy enough to unhook, but driving off the darn things resulted in one of them
(the right side) to jam on a little and absolutely useless knob of metal on the rear suspension just inside the tire that has no raison d'etre other than to confound the donning and doffing of the bracelets-des-roules.
Fortunately, Meredith managed to wiggle the darn thing out of its hiding place.

Good work, Meredith.

No problem after that getting to the blood bank.
Where I donated for the first time.
I always meant to but I was afraid that a bad sense of humor might be a blood borne malady.
I can't imagine what a horror it might be to wake up from some serious surgery thinking like me.
But they didn't seem to be concerned about that.

On the way home we stopped at Fred Meyers in Renton for some bunker munchies.
What a busy place. The express lines wended halfway across the store.
And the snow started up again, adding to the anxiety.
Fortunately, we made it to the steps on Rainier where we could park on the flat and leave the car until the spring thaw (most likely Monday if not before)
The short sweet life of a significant snowfall hereabouts.

So I'm not entirely sure if I'm going to make it to the party, but I've got a couple hours to thing about it.
I'm not supposed to drink alcohol for a bit.
I'd have to drive home in the dark.

We'll see.

Last night I weighed myself and found that the winter regimen of cookies salami and horizontality had had it's inevitable consequence.

So, if a pint's a pound, I've gained a bit on that eh wot?

I sorta hate to disillusion you about that dramatic picture that is the hook for this post, but it's not snow.
Actually it's shot through Silver falls (Oregon)

Be sumpin' if it was,eh?

O.K. that's that.
I've got to drink a lot of liquids and not lift anything heavy for awhile.

33 Comments:

Blogger butch said...

We will all be sitting on our snow-covered duffs with pie holes gaping, waiting to find out if you braved the weather to go to Judith's party. The tire chain incident was pretty graphic as it was.

This is close to the worst storm pattern to hit here in 10-15 years. It just makes me crazy and shuts down most of my mind, replacing rational thought with anger and fear. We have only 5" here in Sumner, but it is the ice that really puts the punch in things.

I used to donate blood annually at the VA, but like ten years ago, when they figured how many meds I am on, and my physical problems, they banned me from participating. Tough love enit? At the Fred Meyer out here the lines were also terrible yesterday before "the big one" hit. We bought batteries and even some firewood bundles in case of hurricane force winds; which thank God did not materialize.

My big issue will be facing all this shit tomorrow morning for Monday's work commute. Winter is not my friend.

Glenn

2:14 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hallo, Glenn & Lane!
Yes, Glenn, Winter is NOT my friend, either!!!!
Here in my part of Deutschland, it was 51 degrees Fahrenheit (9 degrees, Centigrade); it is supposed to be cold, snowy, and icey at this time here, and it is supposed to be around 50 degrees Fahrenheit in Seattle, but the whole thing is upside down!!!
The reason I come to Seattle in January for my free Medicaid medical care is to avoid the weather in Schwerin that Seattle is now having!! Unfortunately, my el-cheapo air ticket in non-changeable!!
Hopefully, Lane is right that the Seattle weather will be warmer today (Monday the 22nd)!!! I'll next read the P-I on line to see what it says about the weather.
Tschüß,
Anonomann

8:02 AM  
Blogger butch said...

Well last night, the 21st, it snowed 8" more here, and I ended up with a 4-day week end. But guilt has consumed me, and rather than be labeled a wussy; even though physically I cannot deal with mechanical complications or getting stuck in the snow, I will brave the roads tomorrow morning. My reward for that will be more snowfall tomorrow late afternoon, just in time for the evening's commute.

Sea-Tac made all the national news today and last night. There are more thousands stranded there than in any other airport in the USA; quite a distinction, enit?

I got up a prepared to go to work this morning, and wisely, stayed home. But that wisdom has its price, both in guilt and loss of vacation days. 12", one foot down here. You probably have as much, or more, up there on Redwing lane.

Did you go to Judith's party? If so, tell us the tale.

Glenn

3:55 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

We are ecstatic in Ballard. What is wrong with the rest of you? Snow is a wonderful holiday treat?

Stan Boreson

5:17 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Stan, you don't have to drive in it! Maybe you ski to the store?

...........Sid in Sumner

5:18 PM  
Blogger butch said...

Alex is still in Chicago. So if anyone has a reason to fuss, it will be her when she returns. lol.

Glenn

5:19 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey dude, we are a bit worried with your silence. Has the snow fatigued you? Are you buried alive?

.............Eddy E.

5:21 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I wrote a cool story about being buried alive. Roger Corman made a movie of it starring Ray Milland.

...................Edgar Poo

5:22 PM  
Blogger butch said...

Hey man, I saw that flick in 1963 at the El Rancho Drive In, playing with THE HOUSE OF USHER with Vincent Price. It was one of those Friday or Saturday nights when a few of us bachelors would pool our bucks, go out, hoping to find some chicks; which we never did of course.

Glenn

5:25 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

A lot of beautiful poetry has been written with snowfalls as the major motif. One just needs to look at nature for her beauty, not her wrath.

...............Emily

5:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

If there had been this much snow at the Little Big Horn, all those damned Skins would have died of hyperthermia, and I might have been elected President of these United States. Christ, G.W.Bush did it.

...............General George Custer

5:28 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sumtimz I think Dougie duz dis, dis silent bit, just to git allofus to beg him for a response. Dat's a punk ting to do, ain't it?

.................Vinnie

5:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What does the H stand for in Jesus H. Christ?

..................Joe the Plumber

5:32 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hotstuff
Hooray
Humble
Hunk
Hermaphrodite
Hermes
Hank
Horrendous
to name a few.

.................Edgar Poo

5:34 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Christ Almighty, whatsamatter for you? Joe, one needs to be a bit more careful with those kind of concepts during the Xmas solstice.

...................J. E. Hoover

5:36 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Remember gents, God reads FFTL.

..............Lester FallsApart

5:37 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Does God have a sense of humor?


...............Joe the P.

5:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Of course he does. Palmer and Buttkus are proof of that fact, as is their wicked and twisted attempts at levity witnessed daily on FFTL.

......................Bishop Fulton Sheen
Charlie's Uncle
Martin's brother.

5:40 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Read one of Doug's plays some time if you want to laugh your ass off, Christmas or any time.

..................Eddy Emerald

5:43 PM  
Blogger butch said...

Yeah, Eddy, you're spot on here. I have read his plays, and they read like a cross between Pinter and Neil Simon, like a cross between Satre and Shakespeare, like a cross between Tennessee Williams and Ibsen.
I have suggested before that he should serialize them, like 2 pages at a time, here on FFTL. Commenters will be able to respond to the impact on a regular basis.
So how about it, Douglas, a new corner for the 2009 FFTL?

Glenn

5:48 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What if folks get too excited about his plays? Then he wouldn't have as much time to study music theory and compose music.

..............Bruce Savant
Lane's First Cousin

5:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey man, it seems like you are working too hard at trying to find some humor in that Blizzard up there. When Cheech and I did our gig up there, the weather was fine. What the hell went awry?

........................Tommy Chong

5:53 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

They told you already, man. God has a sense of humor.

..................Cheech Marin

5:54 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jannie Funster won an award over on her site, something like Best New Blog of the Week over on WordPress. Check it out if you can wedge your way onto the comments section.

.................Emily

5:56 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Laura and I send our warmest regards to Sir Lane Savant and all the denizens who linger around this sturdy blog site. Happy Holidays from the White House, and the brown one near Brownsville too.

.................President George W. Bushed

6:07 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Do not leave out Happy Hanukah with all these holiday greetings.


..................Uncle Miltie

6:08 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Perhaps we Jews can finally find a way to convert Santa. I think he would look spiffy in a flat black hat with long white curls hanging down. He's already got a passable beard.

...................Rabbi Ralph

6:12 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Don't the commenters have any shame?

...............Tammy Faye

6:13 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What was a real shame, a damned shame, were all the bucks you and Jim bilked the public out of before Jim came out of the closet, and you ran out of eyelashes.

...................Joe the Plumber

6:15 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Personally, I am surprised that so many of you found something to say regarding this posting. But then again, it does not take much to set you zany bunch off into a frenzy, enit?

............Seymour Victor

6:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I would like to add to the warm regards sent from the White House. Every organization needs a dupe, a mascot, a target, and Doug Palmer has been the ideal candidate for more than two years now. I will be leaving SSO soon, but my successor will get my notes.

.................Gerald Schwartzz

6:20 PM  
Blogger butch said...

Melva is baking a coffee cake. Our girls have driven off in the snow to Jack in the Box to get us dinner. I have filled my gas tank in preparation for tomorrow's commute. And to all a good night.

..............Glenn

6:22 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hallo, Lane!
You have a quote from one "Gerald" Schwartz that he will be leavingf the SSO in two years; how about the current Music Director, Gerard Schwartz?? What is Gerasld's job with the SSO?? Is he one of the Gremlins on the 5th floor??
Fragend,
Anonomann

8:19 AM  

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