At work

Unlike everywhere else, my office didn't close today. No snow day for me. Feh. So, shoveled the front stairs and walk yet again (third time). There was much more snow than the previous times, so it was pretty heavy stuff. Luckily toward the end a neighbor up the street saw that I'd done a fair bit, and did the end with his snowblower.

Then to excavate the carsicle. That took longer, actually, since I had to schlep the snow across the street. I shoveled on three sides, since I couldn't get to the driver's side by the curb. I had to climb in from the passenger side (over the stick shift), drive out, then clear off the rest of the car.

Once I got through the local streets, the highways were clear, and there was little traffic. There were some idiots clearing their cars on local streets, though: it's one thing to let some snow from your car area get into the plowed street. It's another thing altogether to shovel two-foot-high drifts into the street to get your car out, making a hazard course for drivers. Jerks.

Other snapshots from a weekend

Being dealt not one but two rather perfect Euchre hands, and remembering the second time to go alone, despite already having 8 points.

Finding out that there may be hot tub Euchre in my future. Anyone have very laminated cards?

Joining together to push Volta's car out of the way of the (patient) plow, made trickier by the lack of traction in the dry snow. It's the first car-pushing session I've had this year, surprisingly.

Getting a chance to talk to someone in the "they-might-turn-out-to-be-a-friend" category, the first really decent conversation.

Hearing a story about a completely tattooed woman.

Getting a phone call when I needed one.

Dancing in the kitchen at the tea to a Queen song.

Wishing I were part of a conversation I wasn't in.

Some very nice hugs.

Eating turkey for lots of the weekend, and not being sick of it yet.

Starting to feel like I might someday be a reasonable Mu player, though I'm definitely not there just yet.

Random word bizzarity of the moment: a photo of a sleeping person is a napshot.