And it’s snowing again.

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February 2, 2010, 9:37 PM

Yep… it’s snowing again. And of course, I’m still hitting the workahol, staying tonight until 7:30. When I stay late, I drive, and when I drove through, the roads got progressively worse the further north I went. P Street NW in DC was fine. Then 16th Street NW in DC was also fine. Crossing into Maryland, 16th Street was good. Then Georgia Avenue inside the beltway was all right, but once I cleared Wheaton, I started having to guess about where the lanes were. I really had to slow down in the last two miles home, once I cleared Glenmont station. Then my street was white except for tire tracks. But I made it, and I am once again in my nice, warm apartment.

Meanwhile, they’re calling for a good bit of frozen precipitation this weekend. Capital Weather Gang gives a 20% chance of more than eight inches. However, the reality is that they don’t know. They gave a 25% chance of less than an inch, a 25% chance of 1-4 inches, a 30% chance of 4-8 inches, and then the aforementioned 20% chance of more than eight. But instead of saying “I don’t know”, professional weather forecasters just guess. After all, giving something like that looks a lot smarter than “dunno”.

Otherwise, I’ve been meaning to show an old family photo for about a month now. Take a look:

Family portrait, circa 1982 or 1983

I’m going to guesstimate 1982 or 1983 on this. That’s going based on this photo of me on Santa’s lap. Welcome to the early 1980s, boys and girls. This is before my sister was born. Then my parents look so young! And look at Dad’s hair. I have vague memories of that hairdo. I kind of remember when Dad got rid of that ‘do. Meanwhile, I don’t really remember Mom’s hairstyle changing as I grew up, but it’s noticeably different from today’s “Mom style”. I think she changed it so gradually that it was easy to sneak it through.

Meanwhile, Mom is multitasking in this photo. See, when I was a child, I couldn’t sit still. For that matter, I still can’t sit still, but that’s another story. Thus Mom was holding me down long enough for the photographer to take the photo. No idea what happened after that. But the photo looks good, so presumably it worked.

I, meanwhile, have no memory of this photo being taken. Too young, I suppose. I remember the photos we had made at KIS Photo in Rogers, Arkansas in the late 80s, but not this one. Then I also vaguely remember a portrait attempt at an Olan Mills in New Jersey. There, we had to wait so long that my parents finally just left. As mentioned, I couldn’t sit still, and I had been up and around enough to the point that I was no longer as photogenic as I should have been. I remember the outfit I had on, but yeah, no photos. And I looked sharp, too. That failed experience eventually led to this photo:

Basically, my parents dressed me up and took some photos of me in the house. I looked awesome, if I do say so myself.

Basically, my parents dressed me up and took some photos of me in the house. I looked awesome, if I do say so myself.

And then outside, the snow continues to fall. Are we getting off of work? Not a chance. It has to snow enough to cripple Metro before the Feds will declare a snow day. Meanwhile, Augusta County, where Mom teaches, declared a snow day by 7:00. They really can’t handle snow. The president needs to go down there some time and teach them about that “flinty Chicago toughness“.

Web site: More cute childhood photos of me...

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