Apparently, Mother Nature is finally getting around to belting New York City this winter. We'd ducked plenty of bullets this season, primarily because Canadian high pressure has sat right over us, deflecting coastal storms when it's been really cold.
Last week was "Snowmageddon" in the DC area. You have to know it was named by some Republican because the name is overblown and totally ridiculous. Yes, there was amount of snow, some three feet, a depth that we reach in NYC once a decade or so. So what? It's not like DC has never had snow before, plus you have a President from a state that actually, you know, has real snow. This ought to have been a slam dunk. Don't come crying to us liberals in the northeaast about how hard you have it!
This week, New York City is getting an official blizzard. Three feet of snow closes us down maybe for a day (the schools will probably close until Monday, but that's a smart idea). A blizzard can really wreak havoc on an area.
Even so, this is a seven on a scale of one to ten in terms of snowstorms. We can't call a "snowmageddon" or "snowpocalypse" because a) it ain't and b) those names have already been wasted on that pantywaisted little storm last weekend.
So I've coined the following:
Snowgasm
Why? Well, it's taken forever to come along, and now that it's here, it's pumping furiously, faster, harder, deeper, trying to get it over as fast as possible, dumping plenty of moisture and leaving it up to us to deal with.
And then it will likely roll over and fall asleep.
So I count my lucky stars. Mother Nature may have some more surprises in store.
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