I bought a snowblower last year. It was about $1200, including tax and renting a truck to get it home.
Since I bought it, we’ve had 117 inches of snow.
So it’s your fault, then.
No, there’s a local company that rented out our curling club for an event, and they’ve had to reschedule three times because of the weather. I blame them.
Last year the Super Bowl was played at the Meadowlands.
Imagine if one of these storms had happened on Super Bowl Weekend.
I keep dropping the hint in my father’s ear that he needs a real heavy-duty snowblower. Especially if for some reason he is incapacitated, since I can’t do all that shovelling he does. “Oh, I don’t want to have to deal with gasoline and maintaining it!” In the meantime he has ordered another of the rinkydink electric ones, the first one of which worked for a while and then gave up, repeat, repeat.
I may just get a big one anyway, claiming it’s for me, and maybe he will adopt it.
But he says in this bewildered tone “It just keeps snowing?!” Um, you’re in New England. What was it you were expecting when you moved back here?
That’s not the way it works. Usually you spend $1200 on a snow blower and you get a series of record-breaking warm and snowless winters.
“Excited” is not the word we have been using. That would be “Snownarok”. Also a lot of other ones that are not fit for print.
It’s not that N’winglanders see the snow and think “we’re all gonna die”. Everything out here has been here for (literally, in many cases) a hundred years. Snow is not going to destroy us. It’s that when it hits the point where the T shuts down, we realize that for the next 24-48 hours, we’re going to be unable to fix any of life’s little annoyances. If you look around and realize you’re going to run out of butter or Tylenol or shampoo or something in the next few days, you have to go get it now, or sit there and grumble while you can’t get out of the house.
Shutting the T down shuts the city down by default. You know how irritated you get when you’re in the middle of a work project that requires the cooperation of multiple people, and suddenly you’re told that Wayne caught malaria over the weekend and you’re not going to get the data you need for at least two days? That happens to six million people every time the MBTA suspends service.
To hell with the snow – it’s the enforced boredom we’re all having kittens over. 
Yep. Remember we got one winter in the past ten years with below average snow totals? Guess which year we bought our nicer snow blower?
I’ve lived in New England my whole life but I’m not sure how much more of this white shit I can take. Over six feet of snow in two and a half weeks is not normal, even by New England standards. What’s especially maddening is that the same spots are getting hit over and over again too.
Well, it’s not just the boredom. My car’s transmission may have packed it in today[sup]*[/sup] and I think my girlfriend might have dumped me.
- After shoveling the driveway, of course.
I wish I could get my transmission to shovel the driveway for us.
I’m sorry to hear about your girlfriend.
All my transmission does is make me breakfast, lazy transmission…
Seven fucking school snow days, with vacation next week. I love my little one, but kid needs to be in school. I can’t get shit done while in mom-mode and it’s not like we can go out and go for a hike or swimming OR EVEN JUST LITERALLY WALK AROUND THE BLOCK. THERE IS NO BLOCK. I HAVE VAGUE MEMORIES THAT THERE USED TO BE SIDEWALKS BUT THAT WAS SO LONG AGO.
And you can’t even hope the snow will melt. We’re going to be in for serious flooding unless it warms up very, very slowly and evenly.
I just went to a talk tonight where the speaker expressed her relief at being with adults after SEVEN SNOW DAYS!!
Well, where to start…
Ice dams building up and causing roof leaks. My SO has been on the roof multiple times, chopping and putting down ice melt and yet we still had a leak just this afternoon.
Power outage- We tend to lose power and with no one to run the generator for the sump pump, hello flooded basement, frozen pipes, etc.
Roof collapse. We’ve had seven feet of snow in two weeks. And this pattern isn’t showing signs of changing yet. We have another potential “blizzard” coming Sunday. We have one flat section of roof that has to be cleared. And even the sloped parts at this point need to be shoveled down.
So, while I have adult kids that can check the place and deal with some of that, they can’t be here all the time. I would be too nervous to have a good time. It’s just the way it is for me with the way my house is.
She waited for you to finish the driveway before dumping you? Wow. Hasn’t she heard there’s more snow this weekend? She could have waited a few days or weeks … unless you’re that bad a boyfriend. 
This outpouring of sympathy warms my heart.
Yes, fair enough; I should have phrased that a bit differently
This one I take exception to. You can see where the asterisk is for the footnote.
It’s my driveway, not hers, so I was gonna have to shovel it anyway (or just let my upstairs neighbor do it again, which wouldn’t really be fair). The dumping (if such it was) was by e-mail. And she said she had to put dating “on hold”, so I don’t know if that really means on hold, or is just the nice way of getting rid of me.
Today I have to call for a tow truck and see if it can get down my one-lane street (thanks to the snow) to take my car to the mechanic.
If you can dig my car out, I’m single. Just sayin’.
(Just kidding; sorry to hear of the GF issue.)
:smack:
jk, Robot Arm. Sorry about the gf.
Luckily the Thursday storm has turned into a bust. And next week is school winter break, so no matter how bad the Saturday/Sunday storm is, it won’t affect the schools.
ETA: I do find it amusing that you need DEP approval to dump that notorious pollutant, frozen water, into the ocean. Maybe they should arrest some of these storms.