I'm Tunneling Out

Usually saying I'm going to keep this short is the kiss of death for brevity. I can't stay long today though, because we could be experiencing the end of the world.

It's been snowing steadily for the last 81/2 hours. There is so much white stuff on the ground, Bolivians are air lifting in. I've already cleared the driveway once and am about ready to go at it again. Fear and panic are beginning to take hold of me. I may need to hook the dogs up to a sled and have them pull me to the grocery store so I can begin hoarding food and fresh water. Sure I have an SUV with four wheel drive, but that just goes to show you how the panic is affecting my rational thought.

I think guys who drive snow plows for the city sit at the end of the block waiting for people to finish clearing their driveways. Then they fly down the street completely covering the bottom third with a mixture of slush and snow that weighs as much as their snow plow. While I have nothing but respect for civil servants, I did have a few homicidal urges when my local plow jockey showered my freshly cleaned drive way.

OK, I really have to go. I'm starting to feel like Jack Nicholson in "The Shining". The snow continues to fall and I know that I have an axe somewhere. I'll talk to you later. All work and no play.....Later...Brian