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Attention snowflakes and ice

Sit on this and spin!Attention, all snowflakes and ice occupying any portion of my property:

The current temperature here is well over 50 degrees Fahrenheit, i.e. 20 degrees above the freezing point of water. You are hereby requested and required to vacate the premises immediately. If you wish to stay here in a liquefied state, that will be an acceptable compromise, but I am hereby banning all frozen water from this property immediately.

If you do not vacate the premises immediately as instructed, you are liable to find yourself dyed yellow by the least hygenic means available to me and my dog.

That is all.

Love,
The Management
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Driving on ice

Today is a good day to die… if you don’t know how to handle a car in this kinda stuff.

Driving on ice

Getting home with the little guy this morning was much more adventure than I wanted. I was acutely aware of having precious cargo on board, and was perhaps a bit more nervous behind the wheel as a result… and still stopped (or kinda-sorta-almost-stopped) to ask folks who’d actually had wrecks if they needed any help. Help might take a while to arrive out here in the boonies – I thought it was worth asking about. I’d hope someone would do the same for me if I was in the ditch.

This’ll all reduce to slush today and refreeze tonight, and my street never gets treated by the county or anyone else. Best I can hope for is that Xena will shuffle out there and poop on the ice, and maybe I can get some traction.… Read more

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Tornado season

This morning’s deadly surprise was yet another reminder that the 2010 Arkansas tornado season doesn’t end until December 31st, 2010.

I have to admit to having a certain keep-the-blinders-on-and-focus admiration for the guy who stuck to his guns and was milking his cow when the storm hit. Hate the price tag on that bucket of milk, though.

But we can rest easy for a little bit. The 2011 Arkansas tornado season doesn’t start until January 1st.

By the way, if anyone in the government wants to know how to spend some stimulus money, this passage of the news item contains some vital clues:

There was no warning for the residents of Cincinnati. The closest tornado sirens are about 12 miles away in Lincoln. People who live here said they can’t hear those sirens here. They said they knew it was over when it went silent.

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Mission: Impossumble III

Last night, the super-nasty thunderstorm that had been dropping tornadoes all through Oklahoma went right over my house, complete with a very big, very obvious rotating wall cloud. Which, of course, my wife took my son out on the back deck to see, since it wasn’t even raining at our house. I’m all for giving him an intellectual understanding of bad weather so he’s not afraid of it, but… wait a minute. Who’s this knocking on my door at 3:30 in the morning? “Dad, I’m scared.” Um… yeah. Couldn’t get him back to his own bed without a major meltdown until 5 in the morning. Good show!

But other interesting phenomena happened at our house last night as well. I don’t think he was deposited by the storm either. He was lured by the smell of dog food on the back deck. (The reason dog food hits the back deck is simple: Xena hauls off her dog food bowls to points unknown for fun. It’s gotten expensive and a bit silly trying to replace all the bowls. So… dog food on deck!)

Of course, it wasn’t our dog chowing down on dog food. It was someone all three cats were very eager to eat, erm, sorry, meet.

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Ramblemumblejumble

Not much to say lately. Due to a somewhat sudden personnel change at work, I’ve been working insanely long hours and then coming home and wanting to do nothing but sleep. Or spend time with the little guy. His latest obsession has been using his dad as a big flabby, hairy set of monkey bars. If my spinal cord ever suffers fatal damage, it’ll probably involve being jumped on by a two-year-old.

The weather today is supposed to be monumentally bad in eastern Oklahoma, and by extension here as well. And of course, I’ll be at work during this, not at home where I can try to implore the boy to think instead of just reacting in blind fear, like I did when I was well past his age and deathly afraid of anything that even prompted the issuance of a watch. That being said, the setup for today’s bad weather is looking to be… unfriendly. How do I know this? I just visit the Storm Prediction Center website, where they’ve got handy forecast maps that say stuff like…

…well, there you have it. Says it all, really.

Hopefully, normalcy – or the nearest approximation that takes place in my immediate vicinity – will be restored soon.… Read more