Well for what it’s worth I just drove my car home without clearing the hood or top or trunk. It had an inch and a half of snow* that all disappeared within 14 seconds of hitting the road at 25-30.
*It was all squeeky snow, and in Denver, Woohoo!
You forgot toilet paper. You can’t forget the toilet paper!
When they call for snow, you must run to the store and stock up on milk, bread and toilet paper!.
You’re right, I forgot the toilet paper. That’s what I get for being contrary and not joining in the panic buys. I actually felt embarrassed when I found myself buying milk the day a snowstorm was predicted; I wanted to explain “I’m not buying this because of snow, I just happen to be out of milk!”
I can’t remember the last time I panic-bought toilet paper for any reason, anyway. Certainly it was before New Year’s, 2000. I bought a 20-roll pack in case there was anything to the Y2K panic (remember that?) and it was so convenient I’ve bought 12-roll packs or larger ever since.
I could never figure that one out-is there a connection between french toast and purging? 
Oh my god, I hate squeeky snow. You’d think that after spending my whole life in Massachusetts, I’d be used to it but it’s like fingernails on a blackboard to me.
Anyway, up here, you get the regular Mass-holes who can’t drive for shit in the summer. Add anything from 1-30 inches of snow and believe me - it doesn’t improve their driving. I love having huge sheets of snow and ice flying right at my windshield. I find that tailgating actually helps this because the huge sheets fly over your car instead of smashing right on the glass*.
- I’m kidding here. Sort of. Tailgating does help a lot but only a moron would tailgate after a snowstorm.
Mebbe.
I find it amusing to watch the news before a big snowstorm (there’s more snow expected tonight, BTW - run and hide!), and there’s always that intrepid reporter outside the grocery store interviewing people on their way out, with fully loaded carts, like it’s the apocalypse. :rolleyes: We’re not called Balti-morons for nothing!
Hearing these stories make me giggle. I’m from Buffalo and that’s one complaint I hardly ever hear. We know how to drive in snow.
We’re supposed to get 3 to 6 inches tonight – I’m wondering if I should stop by the store on the way home and get my most urgent need – almond extract I’ll need for some baking Friday night or Saturday. That’ll give those TP horders something to think about!
It snowed here a couple weeks ago…I come from Iowa, where they don’t call off school unless there’s great drifts of snow blocking the roads, or unless the snow is blowing around so much you can’t see to drive, and it would have to be a snowstorm of epic proportions for anyone to close their place of business. I used to routinely drive 60 miles to work in blizzards. Here in Redding, I was amazed to learn that they call off school for 3/4 of an inch of snow. When it snowed here, we got maybe a couple inches, tops, and it wasn’t cold enough for ice to form on the roads. Yet there were businesses in town that closed, my fiance works in medical records at a radiologist clinic, and they got no calls from any offices in the area, because everybody went home. I find this highly amusing.
Jake makes fun of his fellow natives too, but then I have to point out the time when we were driving through Iowa in a blizzard on our way back from Arkansas, and he was too scared to take over driving for a while so I could rest a bit.