Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Shiver me timbers...

Vanessa here...

In full bitch, moan and carp mode.

Boston is getting its ass kicked with a Nor'easter that's blowing through town. No, it's not a hurricane and no, it's not leaving four feet of snow, but it's nasssstay baby. So nasty that it gnarled traffic in every direction this morning from north to south to west and what little east there is. You'd think Bostonians would understand by now that some shit happens and the streets get wet and that they'd learn to drive on a wet street, but no...no. Non. The T can't move. The roads are parking lots. And people pull into the office an hour late.

For example:
  • Celine in research - her commute from Arlington took an hour and ten minutes
  • Harold in engineering - lives in Cohasset on the South Shore and his commute took two hours and ten minutes. Two hours???
  • Reagan in sales - her commute from Marblehead on the North shore took an hour and forty minutes
  • Vanessa in Cambridge - her commute took an hour and twenty minutes

This is not a big city! What is wrong with us? What happens to New Englanders where our brains fall our of our heads and we can't drive, walk, steer or park when there's precipitation on the asphalt or tracks.

Then I hear people at lunch saying, "Oh, you know this is residuals from Wilma."

Bullshit.

Hurricane Wilma hit Florida yesterday. Yesterday, people. A hurricane can not miraculously traverse up the east coast over night and park in Boston Harbor. Sure, the atmosphere is a bit fucked and the jet stream's off its ass combining all these storms, but get over it people, this is not Wilma. You have no idea what a hurricane or hurricane force winds are like. I know...I lived through a Cat 4 (Opal) when my father was stationed in the south. It's nothing like this.

But, according to my friend, Michelle who lives on the South Shore, all the major news organizations have their little vans with giant antennas parked on Wollastan Beach to capture the waves and this one boat that blew up on shore. They have the obligatory poor, pathetic reporter (garbed in weatherproof sports gear) standing out there saying brilliant things like, "it's really coming down out here" or "I've never seen waves like this!" Give 'em Emmys and Pulitzers immediately.

Here are the hard, cold facts:

  1. We live in New England.
  2. We get bad weather.
  3. Roads get wet.
  4. Winter is long.
  5. Bundle up and live with it or move to a red state.

'Nuff said. I'm bundling up with my sweats, a thick pair of socks, a glass of tawny port (this shit is amazing!!!) and an episode of My Name is Earl.

Hang loose,
Double Vee

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I feel your frustration. I live in Canada and our situations sound similar. Why is it that people forget how to drive in rain, snow and cold? I'm dreading the first snow fall of the season.

And yes, if you don't like the cold, MOVE. If you don't want to move then GET OVER IT.

Enuff said.

6:41 PM  
Anonymous j said...

amen sisteeeeeer. that's what fleece and umbrellas are for.

7:50 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think the local weather people strive on chaos. Otherwise, why the hell would people watch the news? They get you all worked up over rain or whatever and then you get out in traffic and freak. As with most things, I blame the media.

7:51 AM  
Blogger Elizabeth Kerri Mahon said...

The newscasters hardly ever get the news right. Down here in NY, weather never stops us, unless it snows and then NY reacts as if it's never seen snow before in it's life. Yesterday it poured down rain, but people were out and about running around as if it were nothing, and it was nasty yesterday morning.

9:08 AM  
Blogger Michele said...

New Englanders forget year to year that we ALWAYS get windy , rainy storms this time of year. How else to all the leaves come down??? They have to before the snow comes. Mother Nature uses her own leaf blower......really!

9:30 PM  

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