So here we are up in the wilds of northern Illinois, somewhere between the City of Big Shoulders and Milwaukee, but west. The last snow dropped somewhere from 18.5 inches to 20.5 inches (for those metric people that's 40.7 cm to 45.1cm). It is currently snowing; Mother Nature has already added another 2 inch (4.4cm) white blanket on top of the already existing stuff. It really is pretty outside, and quiet. Snow does that, makes the world a quiet place.
In the midst of all this glorious splendour, would someone please explain why folk, that own behemoth of a vehicle, feel they own the road? I'm driving out of my neighbourhood, and at the intersection of a busy street, there is a HUGE SUV seemingly parked in the middle of the road, just sitting there. As I approach, the passenger exits the truck, and enters the local ethnic take out, and still the truck sits there....Until it's obvious I'm going to need my side of the road, the stupid wench, who is talking on the phone,(you can see her hand up at the side of her face, and the gums are flapping at a hundred miles a minute...pity the poor bastard on the other end of that call.) decides it's time to move...straight up the middle of the street! The dumb broad nearly pushed me into the snowbank on the side of the road, and still yammering on the phone. I mean WTF!!! Thank goodness I drive a little car and could squeeze past her and the snow.
Ahhh, after that it's the return to Mother Nature's gentle snowfall...Perhaps a walk around the 'Lake' after I close up,
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