A south-looking and north-looking shot of Robert St. at 11am. Sent from my Palm Pre on AT&T
Lookee, Mabel! It’s a real Live Blizzard!
I know I’ll make my Alaskan reader yawn, but it’s a real storm here. Like the kind when I was a kid. The snow is already deeper than the dogs are tall. I have Velveeta and chili dip on my
Snow
I’m at the Best Buy Campus this morning for WordCamp. And this is a picture of what we were met with this morning. At home there’s about two inches of heavy, wet snow. It’s heartattack snow, the kind that is
Anticipating Snow
It’s coming, but there’s still some question about how bad it will be. See where it says “Minneapolis”? Shift over a micron to the right, and that’s St. Paul. We’re on the line between Armageddon and Nuisance. Personally, I’m hoping
Hot Birthday to John
My dear friend Kay (R.I.P.) use to say “It’s not the heat, it’s the whining.” Let me whine a bit about the weather.One of the Titans has uprooted my fair state and dropped into a super-sized Finnish sauna. Literally, my
Deck and Tornado Weather
It was 87 degrees today. The hottest day yet. We’ve had all our deck furnishings out for about a week now. I am writing this from the deck right now, as the light slowly fades on this April day. OOH
Humidity
My old friend humidity has returned from its 3 week vacation. I think this is the last hurrah before the Fall kicks in. Don't know where it came from. Perhaps it's a long distance gift from Ike. Sent using AT&T
Sunshine
On the bus for my ride home. It is so bright out and warm. Since it is March, you know it won’t last. Three days of snow coming, from what I heard this morning. I also heard this morning that
Who Installed Spring?
I walked out of work just now, and was hit by a blast of warm air. It must be 50 out. Yesterday, I was wearing winter gloves. Gotta love Minnesota: the weather is always changing. I am writing this while
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ (the one where Carol Anne sleeps through the weekend)
Day umpteen of The Little Chest Cold That Won’t Go Away. I have expect my work-pal Denice to call me up tomorrow (vacation day) and say, “I can hear you coughing. Will you live?” She can hear me clear across