Monday, February 21, 2005

Snow Kidding....

Yeah, I know...the title is stupid. But what do you expect? It's Monday. Blech. I got up at 6:40 this morning, went downstairs and worked on the elliptical trainer - I've decided to move the workout to the morning, because (a) I can get it out of the way early and not have to worrry about it when I get home from work, (b) it gives me a little pick-me-up in the morning before work, and (c) because I am one of only a handful of people in the U.S. that actually works out on an elliptical trainer instead of using it as a coat rack (I'm talking about you, Ken).

Thank goodness it snowed last night.....Not enough to keep me home from work, but enough to make me have to go out and shovel the deck, driveway, and sidewalk before work. And this snow wasn't the light, fluffy stuff. This was the kind that was jam-packed with water, which made each shovel-full of snow I lifted feel like around 375 pounds. So, now I'm here at work, and my lower back hurts. I'm not sure how this Monday can be topped.

8 Comments:

At 8:25 AM, Blogger Ken said...

Geckkauf ein Schnegebläse.

 
At 8:25 AM, Blogger Ink and Stone said...

Hilfe! Hilfe! Ich werde unterdrĂĽckt!

 
At 8:26 AM, Blogger Ink and Stone said...

Karl, isn't all snow 'packed with water'????

 
At 8:39 AM, Blogger Los said...

Maybe if you knew anything about weather and science, you wouldn't post such stupid and uninformed comments.

 
At 8:41 AM, Blogger Ink and Stone said...

If that ain't the pot calling the kettle black. You pompous bitch.

And I quote - "This was the kind that was jam-packed with water"
so what? Is regular snow jam-packed with marshmallows??? Buffoon.

 
At 8:43 AM, Blogger Los said...

Obviously, you aren't familiar with the term "wet snow." This happens when the temperature is at or near freezing. Powdery snow happens when the temperature is colder.....you marroon.

 
At 8:46 AM, Blogger Ink and Stone said...

I'm quite familiar with the term 'wet snow' there, Mr. Carey.
'Dry snow' has water in it to you idiot.

No more arguing, I feel fat-i-gued.

 
At 10:48 AM, Blogger -B- said...

You two sit ten feet away from each other - wouldn't it be easier to pass on those flowery compliments face-to-face?

 

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