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Howling Winds, Revised

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , on February 22, 2016 by urbannight

Thursday was so beautiful that we had windows opened up and I went to bed with my bedroom window left open. It became very windy during the night. In fact, the wind howled and whistled and sounded much like the blizzard we had a few weeks ago. The one I tried to drive to work in. I did not make it.

It was blowing very badly right into the windshield. Huge fat flakes that made visibility difficult. This area has a phenomenon called Thunder Snow. It is a snow storm with thunder and lightning. It is very pretty. The lightning reflects in the clouds and against the falling snow turning everything blue.

When it faded away, visibility was even worse. The power in the area went out.  Now I couldn’t even see the road more than a few feet in front of me.  I could see tire tracks so I just followed them and they got off on the next exit.  I went home.

(Now the day Thursday was beautiful but the night was terribly window.) I have not idea what that sentence was supposed to say.

Like I said, Thursday was lovely but the night was another story.  The wind was howling and whistling just like that blizzard.  The whistling kept waking me up.  Every time I closed my eyes and feel asleep I would see the snow blowing straight at my face.  It seemed so real that I had to get up and look outside.  It was very shocking NOT to see snow even though I knew it was supposed to be far to warm to snow.

We did have another beautiful day Friday, but I felt like it wasn’t right.  I felt sure that it had been snowing that it was really supposed to be cold.  It was such a strong and overpowering sensation that I simply could not adjust to the facts of reality once I was up and about.  It left me feeling off kilter and discombobulated all day long.

Nebraska it trying to kill me.

Posted in Writing with tags , , , , on November 10, 2014 by urbannight

It has taken a long time, but I think the magic number is 29.40.  When the barometer falls below that, I get a migraine, when it is rising I feel better.  The temperatures dropped but the barometer rose.  We were finally having cooler, fall weather, then we had a cooler and more miserable weekend.  Now it is snowing.  I supposed it is getting to be that time of year.  But this is silly.  The weather felt wrong nearly all year-long.  Maybe it is just me.  But I’ve tried to make an attempt to track the headaches and the barometer and it finally seems like a pattern.  And that is 29.40 ish.

Backed up and bogged down.

Posted in Entertainment, Holiday, Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 30, 2012 by urbannight

During the day, I sometimes find that I can’t ‘like’ posts and sometimes can’t get into the comments sections.  This drives me nuts and I have to wait and find the time when I can do it and get it to go though.

This can back up my blog replying and bog down my inbox.

Sometimes, when I get up in the middle of the night, I can crank through a bunch of it and get close to something resembling ‘caught up’.

That did not happen tonight as I typed some long comments.  That seriously slowed me down.

Friday, I’ll be heading out-of-town for 4 days.  My only lap top with a wireless card is OLD.  But it still usually lets me get online.  It is just a real pain to use.  So I may end up getting REALLY behind if I have to go four days without access.

I’ll use the hot tub at the lodge to console myself.  Hmmm, I wonder if I can get my Netflix to run on it… (the laptop, not the hot tub, that would just be weird).  And then there is all the photo taking I need to do.  But there may not be much snow.  I was hoping for snow.

Things that are SLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!

Posted in Life, Uncategorized, Work with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 13, 2012 by urbannight

A slug or snail creeping along the ground.

Molasses almost any time of year. This year, with the heat wave, it might be moving a bit faster.

Time when you are standing in a long line.

Any self-serve checkout lane.

Trying to run in water.

Trying to run in loose snow.

Trying to run in soft sand.

The hands on a clock when you are in a medical waiting room.

According to friends who had babies, the last month of a pregnancy.

The evening if you have great plans the next morning. For children, Christmas Eve lasts forever, unless you do gifts on Christmas Eve, then it is that day that lasts FOREVER.

The delivery guy when you order food. Unless it is Jimmy Johns.

Any movie you don’t like.

The first two chapters of Island of the Blue Dolphins.

Preparing and cooking homemade lasagna when you are really hungry.

Losing weight.

American trains in comparison to most other industrialized countries.

American internet speeds in comparison to most other industrialized countries.

The formation of glaciers.

Glacial Migration.

Work on a light day.

No Not Honk At Me

Posted in Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 9, 2011 by urbannight

Do NOT Honk Your Horn at Me!

There is no law saying you MUST make a right turn on red. If the road is clear, and you came to a complete stop, you may make a right turn on red, but you are not obligated to do so.

If you are a bit preoccupied in the morning, and have something on your mind, and you stop at the red light and wait until the green, you are completely following the law and are not likely to cause an accident. (This was me this morning)

Now if you start honking your horn it does not make me go. It pisses me off. Some countries are aware of this reaction, and the fact that it is the most common reaction, and have actually passed laws against honking your horn at other drivers. If you honk your horn at me, I will most certainly wait for the light to turn green.

Now if you get pissed off because I am following all traffic laws to the exact letter and decided to pull around me and make a right hand turn around me on a red light, I believe that is actually an illegal move. (This was mister black car NE plate RVN (?) 797 [I think it was an N because after a while I realized I was repeating RV9 797 and that’s the only letter I can think off that would morph into a 9])

You are in fact the one who is more likely to get into an accident, or more properly, be the cause of an accident with some poor unsuspecting fellow.

Of course, I may be a little passive aggressive in not making a right on red if I don’t have to and someone it honking at me to do so. But this is Omaha and the city is notorious for bad driving.

Near work, there is a left turn lane that is for buses only. But cars use it all the time. Right in front of cop cars. The cops do nothing. When there is road construction and there is a ‘no left turn’ sign at the intersection, people completely ignore it on constantly turn left. The cops do nothing.

When you sit at an intersection and the light turns green for you to go straight across, you have to wait for between 2 and 6 cars still making left turns through the intersection. This city has more people running red lights than in any city I’ve ever lived or visited. You are driving down a busy, four lane road (in one direction) and someone in the far left lane decides he or she needs to make a right turn and does so, cutting off the other three lanes of oncoming traffic.

Lets not even talk about rain and snow. Okay, maybe I will. Rain seems to mean, “Speed up to get where you are going and out of it as quickly as possible.” You get to work and listen to the radio and hear of all sorts of accidents.

Winter is even worse. Every time it snows, it’s like Omahans have to totally relearn how to drive in the snow.

Every – Time – It – Snows.

Not each winter, each snow fall.

I’m from the mountains in North Idaho . At the first snow fall, I have to get the feel for it that one time. Then I’m good all winter long. I learned lots of tricks and methods to deal with getting around corners and getting unstuck and so on.

Most work better with a stick than with an automatic. Manuals are so much better for snowy areas than automatics yet for some reason, most people around here don’t drive them and when I had to replace my car with a used one, I couldn’t find a single used stick at all.

Well, I suppose this is the end of my rant. Time to go.