My kind of winter holiday.
via Jon Olsson
Posts tagged snow
I’m on air again, no surprise, until 6am. But it’s snowing! Our first snow since Halloween! And there’s no better place to watch it from than WERS, with our giant windows looking out onto Boston Common.
It’s coming down pretty hard, but not sticking right now. I’ll be giving snow updates as often as I can on air, so tune in and hear about precipitation that probably doesn’t effect you!
Lamborghini Diablo GTR
Whoa, hold on there cowboy. Let’s get this puppy indoors, huh? Last time I checked, nobody lifted a Diablo & threw studded tires on there. Prove me wrong though, please.
Rally cars sliding around on ice and snow, avoiding flaming barrels? What’s not to love?
H/T: Jalopnik
I spent one of the last nights of Winter Break with two of my best friends from high school wandering around Central Park after an outstanding Five Guys burger (a new experience for both of them). We managed to avoid confrontation with a number of sketchy folks and explore some really seemingly secluded corners of the park. It was lovely. Cold, but lovely.
(via hellonewyork)
“What happens when an Amtrak train barrels through a big snow drift at speed? AWESOMENESS HAPPENS. “
(h/t to Banovsky)
I know they’re big and heavy and go against pretty much everything I want in a car, but there’s just something about late-60’s muscle cars that I really like.
This is one of them.
Who needs warm weather & sunshine? We’ve got snow up to Shaq’s armpits.
Just so we’re all on the same page here, I’m told we can expect a few inches on Tuesday, tapering off that night before the storm returns throughout Wednesday. It’ll mix with rain and sleet, which should make it particularly fun. In Boston, we can expect between six and eight inches of accumulation when it’s all over.
Now, back to Jim and Nancy at the desk.
I have a confession that will probably be horrific for most of my followers from the New England area.
To me, the idea of too much snow is similar to the idea of too much love and happiness. When I was little, when our school did something AWESOME, snow was bussed in from the mountains as a reward. Then I moved to North Carolina, where we got a snow day at the merest mention of a possibility of snow. So yeah. When I hear about snow, I get all “YES! OMG! THIS IS AMAZING. AWESOME THINGS ARE GOING TO HAPPEN! SNOW IS SO MAGICAL AND WONDERFUL! I FUCKING LOVE SNOW.”
In other words, please please please please please, can this happen?
Don’t get me wrong, I like snow too, but… this is going to make there be about 4-5 feet of snow on the ground, which is going to make for some epic plow piles. Boston wide snowfort anyone?
Awesome, but first everyone should come sledding with 1025. We’ve got a choice spot all groomed on the Common. Right now, it’s an icy luge path with two jumps and a park bench at the bottom. With another couple of inches on top to keep the coverage even, it’ll be even quicker.
Related: does anyone have any tools in the downtown Boston area with which we could move a bench?
Good Cone Hunting
The Bourne Identicone
The Coneformant
The Conemaker
True Cone
The Talented Mr. Cone
Saving Private Cone
CONEVICTUS
Cone’s Eleven
Mystic Cone
Field of Cones (he was uncredited)
Chasing Cones
The Legend of Cone
Citizen Kone
Creamin’ in the Snow
Cone Hand Luke
I can’t even add to this. I’ve been outdone.
harry Potter and the sorcrer’s cone
HP and the cone of secrets
HP and the cone of azkaban
HP and the cone of fire
HP and the Order of the Cone
HP and the Half Blood Cone
Harry Potter and the Deathly Cones.
Star Cones
The Cone Strikes Back
Return of the Cone
Fuck the Precones or Conequels if you will.
Mission Conepossible
Cone Hard: With A Vengeance
The Cone Ultimatum
“The First Snow of the Year” – Jason Anderson
(Words/music: Jason Anderson, available on Tonight, States Rights 2007)Having a new crush can feel like one of those amusement park rides that changes direction frequently. Every tiny sign of affection causes unparalleled glee, and every mixed message feels like an impossible labyrinth to solve. In both cases, this new interest starts monopolizing every stray thought and boxing out some of the necessary ones. The final verse in this song phrases it in a way I love:
My buddy calls it Tetris brain
when you play that game all day
and at night when you’re going to sleep,
you close your eyes and see the pieces moving.On top of the “Be My Baby” drumbeat, Anderson likens the image of falling blocks to the “phantom cellphone vibration” one experiences when they want the phone to ring. It’s a beautiful metaphor, right down to the way one might try to “fit all the pieces together” to turn a romantic interest into something more concrete. Anderson sets the tone throughout the song with warm organ tangled with playful piano. Lyrically, he keys in on mittened hand holding (coupled with a Joni Mitchell allusions) and spending snowy nights with loved ones. It’s only in this final verse where he shifts his focus from setting to character; in this instance, it’s the one who has his leg tingling who warms his soul more than a couch, fireplace, or mitten could.
(As for the snow around here, I’m decidedly less romantic. It can go away as soon as possible.)More on Jason Anderson: Allmusic | Amazon MP3 | Emusic | Last.fm
Sounds more like a bunch of friends having a great time hanging around a roaring, crackling fireplace playing while the snow falls outside than a couple sitting on a couch watching the snow, but what do I know? The tune rocks.