This pretty much sums it up. Weather.com says the snow is supposed to stop some time late tonight or tomorrow morning. 12-18 inches of the stuff piling up. I already received a call from American Airlines saying my flight at 6 tonight is cancelled. So this post goes out to all those with cancelled flights!
Grab some chili, a beer, and lets hope our rescheduled flights get out on time!
Friday, December 11th, 12:30 PM: An unidentified Bleecker Street man was viciously attacked this Friday by an animal bearing resemblance to a winter coat and hat. From the photo below, the beast appears to be a new breed of bear, dog and raccoon, but there have been no such reports of tri-breeding. (We don’t even know how it would work). Also, the Bronx Zoo has not reported any animals missing.
Dear West Side Wind,
We’ve got to do something about your recent behavior. What happened, man? You were so nice this summer, blowing gently on warm days, taking the edge off when the temperature rose past comfortable. Remember September and October? You were perfect. You made Midtown jealous and east village hipsters feel even more like the man was out to get them. We were tight, you and me.
But lately you’ve been out of control. There’s no other way to put it. Your blinding gusts are freezing faces and making the tiny West Village micro-breed dogs shiver their hypoallergenic fur off. It’s some harsh behavior, man. Especially when it’s this cold out already!
If this is a recognition thing, I know you think no one sees you, but we do. Every morning, as soon as I cross over Broadway I start to see the flags flapping a little harder. I see the gutter trash shifting. I see the cups rocking back and forth. I know you’re working.
There must be some sort of happy medium we can agree upon. Because if you keep gusting so harshly on the west side someone eventually will put up a wall or more buildings or something to keep you from turning us into grimacing icecubes. Then where we all be? Remember, my friend, slow and steady wins the race.
Lastly, and then I’m done, do you remember last week on Christopher Street when you knocked that guy’s hat off his head? And I went to reach for it only to lose my balance and nearly fall on my face? Not cool, man. I looked like an idiot.
I wish I was in Antarctica, where it’s warmer today. I’m not kidding. I checked the temperature. At a frigid 15 degrees (feels like -4), New York City is 20 degrees colder than Antarctica, which at McMerdo station is supposed to be 35 today. You could hop on a cruise ship and find yourself amid soaring glaciers and ice flows and you’d still be warmer than in Times Square.
The coldest temperature ever recorded in Antarctica was -129F and the coldest temp recorded in New York was -52F in 1979. I can’t really believe that but it’s in a USA Today article here.
With the cold weather comes warm clothing. And with that warm clothing comes hats. Take a look at the picture below. Here you have your typical New York guy wearing nice leather shoes, tight jeans, a long jacket and a Davy Crocket racoon skin hat. What?
This is why I like New York fashion. Because you don’t have to be a woodsman to incorporate that style into your urban sheik attire. Mix and match. Live a little. But above all this winter, stay warm. And that’s exactly why this guy bought the hat. Because it’s warm. That’s it.