You are currently browsing the daily archive for January 2, 2022.

Greetings, my fellow port swillers!

Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy!

2022 isn’t two full days old yet and already we’ve got a snowstorm coming into the Port Swiller Manor neighborhood tonight!

Ol’ Robbo has been watching the forecast evolve all day. Currently they’re calling for 4 to 8 inches and high winds. If it pans out, this would be the “biggest” storm we’ve seen in a couple years now. We haven’t really had the chance to dissolve into our traditional white stuff panic for some time, so this may prove to be an excellent opportunity to let loose. The Weather Gang reporting is beginning to get a bit giddy already. Mrs. R also reports that the store was full this afternoon with people stocking up.

‘Course, it doesn’t mean as much to Ol’ Robbo as it did back when we still had “snow days” down at the office. With everyone teleworking now, that particular bit of fun is long gone. On the other hand, if I have to work, at least I can say to any of the Gels who might want to get out later on and want the driveway cleared, “You know where the shovels are: Do it yourselves. I’m busy.”

Well, we shall see what happens.

UPDATE: Well, it’s certainly coming down hard this morning as advertised. Decanter Dog is delighted. She detests rain and hates going out in it, but snow makes her frolic like a puppy again.

Meanwhile, it’s been a couple years since Ol’ Robbo got to rant about snowplows knocking down his mailbox. Will this prove to be another opportunity? Stand by.

UPDATE DEUX: Maaaybe 4+ inches altogether. And to my surprise, I did get help with the driveway. Mailbox status? Unbashed. And once again, we’re spared the necessity of burning the library and eating the pets.

Apres Le Deluge UPDATE: Well, while Ol’ Robbo gently jests about his experience, looks like things were actually pretty bad south of here. I know that stretch of I-95 very, very well. For whatever reason, drivers always turn especially aggressive between Quantico to the north and about Ladysmith to the south, with the vortex centered at the 17-South exit just below Fredericksburg. Whether the tractor-trailer crash was the fault of lunatic truckers or VDOT’s road prep, or some combination thereof, I dunno, and of course I’m not laughing about that. What does amuse me is that there appear to be those who are blaming Glenn Youngkin for it, even though he won’t be sworn in until January 15th.


Blog Stats

  • 492,635 hits
January 2022