Every driver in this video is a hero.
Well, the "winter storm" was a complete bust; a light dusting of snow and lots of howling cold north wind but the next morning hardly any was to be seen. The ground wasn't even frozen and Southern Man had to contend with mud yet again as he forged his way up to The Hyundai. But, in typical Rural Southern State fashion the power went off at about 9:00 PM and hadn't come back on when Southern Man left for work. This was a fine lesson in "disaster" preparedness. Southern Man has already purchased a rechargeable lantern and replacements for the (several) dead flashlights in the flashlight inventory and will soon shop for an indoor propane heater. It was highly annoying that both the phone and the iPad were dead by 10:00. Not an emergency; in a pinch he could have gone out to The Titan and charged them up with the car chargers; but annoying. However he did have plenty of blankets on hand and made use of them all last night!
Rain, rain, go away! Well, Southern Man shouldn't say that given that we've been in a drought and it's the best kind of rain, the slow, steady kind that soaks into the ground and fills the lakes and ponds and rivers. But it has reduced The Land to a sea of sticky red mud.
Actually Sunday was unremarkable - morning geocaching, the gym to shower and change, Sunday School followed by lunch with eight friends - but it's an excuse to post a pic of P and D with D's cute little BMW.
Today RCJ's mother (and Southern Man's Second Mom) celebrated her 80th birthday with family and friends. It turned out to be quite a houseful, including a brother that flew down all the way from Minnesota. So after a morning of geocaching and errands Southern Man headed that way.
Frustrated economist Aaron Clarey has a new book - Enjoy The Decline - and has been posting photos of readers with the book on his blog, Captain Capitalism. So Southern Man took his newly-arrived copy and the new camera to Dave and Busters a few weeks ago and conned one of the guys into taking a couple of posed photos (and a good sport he was about it, too, considering that his girlfriend is in the pic) and sent one in to see if Clarey would post it.
The greatest fear Southern Man has about living out at The Land is not the isolation or lack of water or plumbing or heat in The Trailer or nonexistent cell or phone service - it's that the unimproved "driveway" - native red clay and shale - that runs back to The Barn gets slicker than snot when it rains and he worries about getting in and out. So far so good - there have been a few slippery mornings but he's always made it up to the gravel road OK. And having lived out there for several months now the clay has gotten pretty packed. But every time Southern Man wakes in the middle of the night to the sound of rain he always wonders if he'll make it out in the morning.
It snowed again a little last night, leaving everything sheathed in glittering white.
There's no better way to end a work week than bowling with twenty of your closest friends.
Today was the monthly meeting of the local area geocachers.
There is a Dave and Busters in town so the church singles group decided to combine Guy's Night out and Girl's Night Out and check it out.
Old Man Winter has temporarily forgotten Southern Land, with early February temperatures in the fifties and sixties. What a great weekend to be outdoors!