Got snow?



Whoa there, kiddies, it's something else outside. Skating this morning was a foregone conclusion since I decided to use that time to prepare my commute from hell on the R train. The buses simply weren't running. So, I leave early, hop on the train, transfer to the W. The ride is smooth and alright (albeit crowded) straight thru Times Square. I swear I'd thought I'd make it. But this is the MTA I'm talking about.



The train bypasses 49th st. straight to 57th. I've got a snowflake's chance in hell of getting near my office on time. The conductor tries to save his own ass by announcing "This train is out of service" and the station manager proceeds to have a fit. "YOU CAN'T DO THAT, LET THOSE PEOPLE BACK ON. YOU MISSED IT AND YOU KNOW IT." A nasty fight ensues. I mean, with screaming and fists. Needless to say, I walked from 57th and 7th (Carnegie Hall) all the way to work. I got here at 9:06 am. Not bad considering everyone else has been waltzing in at 9:30 or later with looks of murderous vengeance on their faces.



The only happy people I've seen are dogs and small children. Both species want to play madly without a care in the world. I agree.



It's just snow! It's not "War of the Worlds", it's not acid falling out of the sky. It's not lethal gas. It's frozen rain that crunches when you walk in it and sticks to everything. It'll melt by the weekend.



Calm down, everyone. Lighten up and have some fun, will ya?



Sheeeesh...