D.B. of the Week - Mother Nature!
That bitch!
I can't think of anyone other than Mother Nature to give the award of D.B. of the Week...
...and like all past winners...
She really deserves it.
I had a trip to Kansas City planned for early in the week and I'm not gonna' lie to you...
...as the dates got closer I was looking at the weather report.
Buffalo has been frozen solid for months now. I just wanted a few degrees more.
"Would you check the Kansas City weather," I asked Sam.
"36 degrees," he said. "It was as high as 50 just a few days ago."
Ahh...
Sweet warmth!
I flew out Sunday night. The walk from the car to the terminal was mind-numbing.
"You Bitch!" I yelled.
But I made it.
I boarded the plane.
I would get a little more warmth.
I was listening to the i-pod as we approached. Bob Dylan was in my ear.
"Prepare for landing," the pilot said.
I looked out the side window.
Landing????
It was pure white.
"Silly question," I said. "But where's the ground?"
The guy next to me laughed.
"Blinding snowstorm. He'll be good to get this one down."
That was comforting.
When the wheels finally touched the ground a cheer went up.
"Welcome to Kansas City. It's snowing and it's currently 8 degrees."
I really hate you, Mother Nature.
The entire trip was spent in extreme cold.
The only comforting thing?
It was even colder in Buffalo.
My work trip was a net gain of about 6 degrees.
Can I get in trouble for bashing Mother Nature?
Who cares?
She's D.B. of the Week.
I can't think of anyone other than Mother Nature to give the award of D.B. of the Week...
...and like all past winners...
She really deserves it.
I had a trip to Kansas City planned for early in the week and I'm not gonna' lie to you...
...as the dates got closer I was looking at the weather report.
Buffalo has been frozen solid for months now. I just wanted a few degrees more.
"Would you check the Kansas City weather," I asked Sam.
"36 degrees," he said. "It was as high as 50 just a few days ago."
Ahh...
Sweet warmth!
I flew out Sunday night. The walk from the car to the terminal was mind-numbing.
"You Bitch!" I yelled.
But I made it.
I boarded the plane.
I would get a little more warmth.
I was listening to the i-pod as we approached. Bob Dylan was in my ear.
"Prepare for landing," the pilot said.
I looked out the side window.
Landing????
It was pure white.
"Silly question," I said. "But where's the ground?"
The guy next to me laughed.
"Blinding snowstorm. He'll be good to get this one down."
That was comforting.
When the wheels finally touched the ground a cheer went up.
"Welcome to Kansas City. It's snowing and it's currently 8 degrees."
I really hate you, Mother Nature.
The entire trip was spent in extreme cold.
The only comforting thing?
It was even colder in Buffalo.
My work trip was a net gain of about 6 degrees.
Can I get in trouble for bashing Mother Nature?
Who cares?
She's D.B. of the Week.
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