Volpone
Zombie Hunter
It fucking snowed on us here in Portland again. :evil:
Yesterday I actually got out of the house to interact with other humans.
Of course driving there the chains on the tires of my new car made all kinds of fun noises that made me think they'd come lose and were tearing the shit out of my fenders. And when I got home I could clearly smell rubber, so they aren't doing the tires any favors.
But the bottom line is that yesterday it was in the mid 30s (F) most of the day, with some rain before turning to another couple inches of snow this morning. And today temperatures hovered on the high side of freezing. So the foot or so of snow out on the street in front of the house (because Portland doesn't have enough fucking plows) is now an 8" deep soupy mess. And even if it wasn't, I'm not exactly sure what there is to do in town on Christmas Day during a "weather emergency".
So here I sit. Paralyzed (metaphorically). I've been reading a bit and did a bit of exercise. I'd go for a run but I don't want to twist an ankle in this slop. Or break my tailbone or skull in a fall. I've read a little. And for the past few Christmases a friend has been giving me seasons of "Stargate: SG-1" that I've finally gotten around to watching. But that's getting old. I haven't done the "Star Trek" films since leaving for Hawaii. It may be time to go through them again.
Otherwise it is either do professional development crap or go look for old people to shovel out their driveways.
Yesterday I actually got out of the house to interact with other humans.
Of course driving there the chains on the tires of my new car made all kinds of fun noises that made me think they'd come lose and were tearing the shit out of my fenders. And when I got home I could clearly smell rubber, so they aren't doing the tires any favors.
But the bottom line is that yesterday it was in the mid 30s (F) most of the day, with some rain before turning to another couple inches of snow this morning. And today temperatures hovered on the high side of freezing. So the foot or so of snow out on the street in front of the house (because Portland doesn't have enough fucking plows) is now an 8" deep soupy mess. And even if it wasn't, I'm not exactly sure what there is to do in town on Christmas Day during a "weather emergency".
So here I sit. Paralyzed (metaphorically). I've been reading a bit and did a bit of exercise. I'd go for a run but I don't want to twist an ankle in this slop. Or break my tailbone or skull in a fall. I've read a little. And for the past few Christmases a friend has been giving me seasons of "Stargate: SG-1" that I've finally gotten around to watching. But that's getting old. I haven't done the "Star Trek" films since leaving for Hawaii. It may be time to go through them again.
Otherwise it is either do professional development crap or go look for old people to shovel out their driveways.