WC Fields gets it right [from “The Fatal Glass of Beer” (1933)] …
… because this is what we are experiencing, today, worst winter day so far …
Nevertheless, around 2pm we make a trip to 103 and then to the library:
WC Fields gets it right [from “The Fatal Glass of Beer” (1933)] …
… because this is what we are experiencing, today, worst winter day so far …
Nevertheless, around 2pm we make a trip to 103 and then to the library:
In hopes that my complaints can reach the ears of those who are in control of such things, I must continue to note that the local weather is despicable. Herewith, I document the action of wind gusts approaching 50 mph (admittedly, a still photograph may not be quite as effective as video would have been in depicting this phenomenon …). 
Was visiting Eric today and while manhandling a cardboard carton (containing minivan window glass) of about 2′ x 5′, we were nearly taken aloft by a sudden gust. I spun on the ice but we somehow stayed afoot and avoided a costly accident, keeping the glass intact.
Also making a visit to my old workplace (where yet another incident of spontaneous glass shatter had taken place, by the way), I saw a rare sight across the way in the railroad premises. Knowing jack about trains, I nevertheless could see that this was an unusual configuration — an engine pulling a “Service Unit” car and a “Blizzard Bus” car — so had to walk over to the tracks to investigate. A subsequent Google search came up with this Union Pacific site page that briefly offered this definition: “Blizzard buses are modified cabooses used to store supplies and provide shelter for crews”.
Possibly you are unable to detect and experience the frigid cold and the bitter wind from these photographs. Temp is predicted at sub/minus/negative zero tonight. A time for Netflix (wrapping up “Four Seasons in Havana”) and comfort food.
Btw, are you SAD?
On days like this, one is well-advised to shoot through the kitchen window…
[rDay 648]
The other day, BIL Jeff inquired about my hiking boots. They, a pair of Danner TrailTreks (made in Portland), were recently acquired when I finally (semi-)retired my other hiking boots, a 15-year-old Columbia pair, and a 25-year-old Vasque pair. Then, this morning, as I opened the Sunday Oregonian, I find an article on the recent death of Bill Danner and some history on his company. For any who may be interested …
Ivi leaves on the first leg of her return to Seattle …
Old schoolmate Herman spends Christmas in London with his family, then travels on to Amsterdam and sends along some pictures:
Seattlites Chika, Jared and Lisle come south to the snow! What we have so far: