Food, Pet and Music posts can be done well in advance if necessary, so in a way, I've had days off. It's been nice. Yet now the pressure is back on to perform.
Olympics? Nah.
BLOTUS stealing $10B right in front of us and no one does a fucking thing? No.
Puerto Vallarta being under siege after a cartel boss is killed? Interesting, but it means I'd have to go beyond Morty verbally telling me about it to speak on it with quasi-authority. That seems unnecessary.
Weather?
Safe. Topical. Relatable.
NE Ohio got snow, but not like New York, Massachusetts and parts of the northeastern seaboard experienced.
While I can't speak with full authority, I have been texting with friend and former blogger, Mike. He of the Cape. He of the town of P.
I shot him a message before the storm and it seemed he was prepared. He said he had an adequate supply of tequila, so I don't know what else he could have done to get ready. All bases seem to be covered.
I didn't hear from him most of yesterday, as he didn't answer my texts. I reminded him what the "I" in "IM" meant. He finally shot a message back.
26" of snow and counting. No power. But they have a propane powered fireplace and stove so they have heat and can eat.
He sent a pic of them digging out - which I said was adorable, as there was nowhere to go. But I get it, Ollie has to go out to go, so even though he's taller than Shep, I don't know he's 26" tall. So dig out they must.
I did tell him I was stopping texting, as I'm sure he'd rather not waste what phone charge he had left conversing with me. He didn't fight me on it. I'm somehow offended though.
I've seen pics of deserted avenues in Manhattan. I didn't see their snowfall. These last few days I've really tried to steer away from most social media. The NYT is for crosswords, Spelling Bee, Connections and Wordle. Oh, and Strands.
I don't ever have to leave the Game page. It's perfect.
But we are two-thirds the way done with Winter.
.....in theory.
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