:) My most memorable winter, we had three snowstorms: 28 inches, 36 inches
and 48 inches. That particular year, I had snow piled high in the backyard
all the way through the summer. I remember sitting on the back deck,
prepping to teach a summer course, catching some rays and sipping a cold
beer I'd stuck in the snowbank -- in June!
Glad you didn't have to deal with broken water pipes.
>Normally, I have my partner do the shoveling, but he and his parents went
>to Florida to visit his younger brother and his wife's home in Boca
>Raton. My partner got stuck in Charlotte for a night because his plane
>sat on the Columbus airport for two hours after he boarded.
>
>I told him and his parents not to go, because, before they actually went
>down to Florida, it came out that they were NOT invited to his
>sister-in-law/their daughter-in-law's parents' home. Naturally, _that_
>caused much turmoil, especially in his mother's mind. She was UPSET. But
>they went anyhow.
Sounds like a typical Christmas-time family drama!
>I blame capitalism, which domesticated Christmas and made it a family
>affair (cf.
><http://montages.blogspot.com/2004/12/class-struggle-at-christmas.html>),
>liable to cause angst and anxiety.
We watched It's a Wonderful Life last night. As I was watching, I was racking my brain trying to remember a political economic analysis of the film--or maybe it was of Frank Capra's movies in general. Has anyone read such a piece? I think it was on the 'net--an essay about how the film pits small (good) capital against big (bad) capital. Well, actually, now that I think about it, maybe it was an essay in Telos, maybe by Paul Piconne? Anyone know? Pugliese?
and geez, Michael, I thought my story about making my own wedding cake and the wasband catering our reception was a hoot. You got me beat in that department. I'm getting a chuckle, imagining you moving back and forth in the roles of minister and groom!
k
"We live under the Confederacy. We're a podunk bunch of swaggering pious hicks."
--Bruce Sterling