Saturday Night Live
We had a pretty calm weekend. We're rounding off the last leg of J's busy season (lovingly referred to as BS) with the last snowfall of the winter. Yes, the last. It's not funny anymore. Something like the coldest weather here since 1873..makes those 38 days of hundred degree heat in Dallas last year seem like a breeze - ha!So. Saturday night. Live from our security camera (aka creepy iphone pics), we watched cars try and mostly fail to make it up the hill in the snow. Is this the crazy that people talk about when they say the weather gets to you? Either way, it could have been a skit on SNL. There were cars lined up at the bottom of the street to challenge their little stick shifts against the slippery incline. This guy was one of the early ones (yes, it went on for hours. judgers to the left.)...we'll call him Bobby. Bobby was soo confident. Bobbing (heh) and weaving, left to right to left again. Bobby's car did NOT want to go straight. He got halfway up the hill when his four friends hopped out of the car - were they too heavy? He reversed it until his little car turned into a pole..and then his friends hopped back in. He tried the hill again. They hopped out again and proceeded to push the car into the parked car on the left. Oh, Bobby.The line of cars had some brave souls and some souls just U-turned it and left. Most of the taxis just left...we figured those were the ones with radio friends telling them it's not worth the humiliation of our surveillance cam. Others still tried, those we assumed they weren't in with the cool kids. Sucks. We even saw a police car with it's sirens on decide it wasn't worth it. We saw a couple hit and runs but this big white van down there on the left was the fave. He was about third in line at the bottom of the hill. CUTS in front of the line. Makes it halfway up confidently, then swerves out of control. Thank goodness there was no one parked on the left hand side as he runs into the curb. Don't let that perfectly parallel parking job fool you. It was a hott mess. He tried to move out of that spot and can't...like, a lot. Then, some car tried to come down the hill and runs right into the van. If that isn't Karma for breaking a rule that you learn in Kindergarten, I really don't know what is. But then again, maybe he didn't have Ms. Laviolette. Don't cut. Or, as J would say, we live in a society. Phew! When I tell you we were cracking up! It's not that funny? W. It was. Especially this last guy who put Bobby to shame with his straight line. We clapped every time someone made it to the top. I hope you had a fun weekend too, without any dents in your car.