OMG Snow

Another flipping snow day.  Banks, libraries, grocery shops all closed.  Can't do a damn thing, can't even deposit William's paycheck 'cos the bank is closed.  Stupid weather.  Shoveled off as much of the deck as I could.  Couldn't get to the roof, don't know where that 6' aluminium ladder went to.  Will have to do it in a few hours when I dry off again.

( Snow Photos )

Walked down to Garafolo's last night with William.  Wasn't as cold as I'd expected, but he seemed to be freezing.  Probably 'cause he was smoking and had his whole face exposed.  Got his beer and headed home, thanfully Southward with the wind at our backs this time. Was nice for some exercise and something to do.  Don't think William liked it very much, but he's a southern bird anyway.  '

Went out to shovel this morning had a lot of laughs doing it.  William was asleep still so I could take my time.  Got some run room for the dog so Bob could poop & do his thing.  Cleaned off some of the deck so it doesn't collapse.  Jumped off from the deck railing - was fun!  It's a good 18 foot drop where I jumped.  Got snow down the back of my trousers tho, but tons of fun.  Just the stupid male sort of thing that makes the adrenaline go in a pleasant way. 

Playing the radiator shuffle again, between the things that are drying out and warming to be worn outside.  Gotta make lunch and then try the roof.  Gonna climb on top of the truck and jump onto the studio roof.  From there I can climb to 75% of the house. 

So bored.  I miss work.  I need the structure.  Ok, lunch, sort the sweaters, and then back on the roof!  I can self modivate!  Go Suse!

Oh, and I got an email this morning from my youngest brother.  He had a girlfriend finally!  She's much older, has a baby, is going through a divorce he caused, and is his immediate supervisor at work, but fuck it!  He's 22(23?) and it's his first girlfriend.  Woohoo!  I wish him the best.

Air raid sirens

I think the worst part of all this snow is the fact that we're in a state of emergency and they're running the emergency sirens.

In and of itself, just a noisy nuiscense.  One look outside will tell anyone it's fucking stupid to go out.  The county must have gotten surplus sirens from WWII England, a friend of mine who was born during the war in Blackpool said it was the exact same sound. Creepy the odd things a simple noise can bring up in the mind.  Must have been horrible, being such a little child with his father off fighting the war and hearing the air raid sirens every night.  I remember Uncle Mike from Liverpool, he used to tell stories of Aunties & Uncles who were adults at the time, how they would have to hide in their tin shelter in the back garden or try to run down the road to the shelter in the dark.  He was too young himself to remember it, but he's got lots of family stories.  Would probably bother any of them to hear the sound again, it creeps me out and I wasn't even there or close to being born yet.

Some of the stories of Auntie Mimi running through the streets to see her nephew's birth in October of 1940 are just outright scary.  Old ladies dodging bombs in the dark and cold.

St. Luke's Church in Liverpool - an air raid memorial.