Jumpin’ Jim Cantore, he of the 30-foot storm surge, is in town. The snow is a bit late (just started flurrying here in Oak Creek), but we’re still in for 6-12 inches depending on where you are.
Ah heck, it worked when we had Mike Seidel here – let’s give Jim a warm welcome.
Revisions/extensions (10:00 am 4/11/2007) – The white death is starting to stick to the ground here in Oak Creek, but the pavement (even the untreated pavement) is still just wet (or perhaps frozen; my thermometer says it’s 31.3 degrees, though I trust that about a quarter as far as I could chuck it left-handed).
Revisions/extensions part 2 (12:50 pm 4/11/2007) – Demon Snow continues, as I can no longer tell the difference between asphalt and grass. I can, however, still see the tops of the tallest stalks of grass (I didn’t get a chance to mow before things got wet and white), and still tell the difference between concrete and grass.
Revisons/extensions part 3 (4:52 pm 4/11/2007) – Hey Newt; I’ve got 6 or so inches of Global “Warming” for you to shovel. Just jump out of the plane on its final approach to Runway 1L…oops, that Global “Warming” pretty much shut down Mitchell Field.
That nasty white stuff is coming down at a pretty good clip here in Waupun. Shoot, I didn’t want to do much of anything today anyways. :/
Great. Newt’s now almost as big an idiot as Algore.