My Car + Snow =

[jsbowden]

Not going to work.

If the roads had been treated, I'd have probably not turned around and come home, but when I'm sliding around doing 25 - 30 on Fairfax Co. Parkway? Fuck it.

I was going to go in, work for a bit, and come home with the laptop that's currently sitting in its dock on my desk. If I had known yesterday when I left work that snow was even a possibility, I'd have brought it home with me, but I usually only take it home on the weekends.

And we're almost out of milk. This is hilarious, if you have any idea at all about how the DC metro area responds to snow. I wonder if either of the grocery stores nearby have any left?

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[rimrunner.livejournal.com]

Everywhere I've lived (except for western Massachusetts, where snow is just an excuse to break out the cross-country skis), the merest whisper of snow causes people to descend in ravening hordes upon the nearest grocery store and denude the shelves of milk, bread, and toilet paper.

Even in Seattle, where the snow barely ever lasts until the next day, they do this. It's like a brainstem function or something.

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[rimrunner.livejournal.com]

When I was growing up in suburban Maryland, a snowplow driver for Monkey County lived on our street.

This was, as you might imagine, awesome. Our road was always clear within an hour after it stopped snowing.

[dilickjm.livejournal.com]

Oooh! Where in western MA?

(And yes, you totally nailed the response to snow there).