Well hello winter

I see you're back again. It started snowing night before last and it's still snowing. I suspect there's well over a foot out there. So yesterday I went into work and taught my morning class, after calling the snowline obsessively because I was just sure they'd close SUNYIT. Well, they did, but not until after I'd driven twelve miles through some nasty slushy muck muck. They canceled 2:00 and later classes, so I drove home on by then pretty scary roads with some guy in a pickup truck up my backside, as Patti Doraz would say. But when I got home, I snuggled in with a movie, some Chex mix and chocolates, and some carrot sticks to add a healthy element to my snack.

When I woke up almost an hour later, Emily Watson had gone from being a famous vibrant cellist to being in a wheelchair (Hilary and Jackie), the house was kinda dark for 4:00, and the snow was still coming down. Then I looked out front to see some lunatic shoveling out my driveway and walkway to my house. So I gave him cookies and coffee and later steak; thank you Patrick.

We wound up going to the College Street Cafe and had a great time. And while we were in there the snow continued to fall enough that Patrick had to dig his car out.

Who says winter can't be fun?

And, btw, it's still snowing.

And the snowplow sonata has begun here at 6:10 am in the Village of Clinton, NY.

And when the sun comes out I'm going out to take pictures to post on this blog. Perhaps I should tie a rope around my waist and tether it to the house. Perhaps I should tie one around Missy. Perhaps I should read Willa Cather today.

How's the weather where you live?

MNYAGG

If I was a little flower . . .

and I had the misfortune of living in central New York, right about now I'd be wishing I could go back underground. Yeah, the snow stuck. It's white here. That is it. I'm heading south, well, to New Jersey. It better be better on Easter. That's all I'm saying. Carlie, is this global warming, or just an example of how where we live sucks?
Open mic tonight at the College Street Cafe, your truly singing her little heart out. Thank god I have the band, man.
Happy Wednesday

It's snowing.

That's all I'm saying.

Thanks for keeping us safe, but can ya do it a little later?

Today I don't have to wonder what woke me up at 4:15 in the morning because I knew right away. Those of you who live in CNY know that it snowed last night -- what I hope will be winter's last attempt to kick the crap out of any enthusiasm I might be able to muster up for living in what my father calls "the north country".

Yes, I know I personalize too much. Winter doesn't do this to me personally. I know the Puritans were a bit over the top with the whole howling wilderness that's testing our resolve thing, but you gotta admit it's been a long, protracted winter. I don't know about anybody else, but even though I can keep my head down and muddle through there comes a time when winter needs to be over. Unfortunately, my time for winter to be over and winter's time for winter to be over don't always coincide.

So, I'm listening to the plows go up and down Kellogg St. and trying to be optimistic. I know it'll be spring someday.

On a brighter note, I don't wanna sound like a braggart but . . .

I GOT A BAND!!!!!

Those of you who've known me long enough to be in a car or a house or a bar with karaoke with me know that I love to sing. Well, last night at my favorite coffee shop the two musicians who were playing asked me if I wanted to do a song with them, and I did, and (yeah, I'm getting all excited here) and they said they'd been looking for a female vocalist and they took my email and . . .
ya know what? Even if nothing comes of it, I had a lot of fun and it was very flattering.

I don't actually know much of any music, what with the whole I'm an Indie rock snob thing I've got going on, but I've always been a quick study when it comes to learning melodies. Words, well that might be tricky. If any a yous want to get in the ground floor, feel free to become part of my entourage now before I get too famous.

I hope that if you're battling the winter blues something funny and/or fun happens to you and cheers you up. If so, why not share it with the rest of us? We could all use a lift. Btw, some guy on the radio called this "mid winter" yesterday. My fury was quick and palpable. I think I need my happy light.
Happy Thursday