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[learnedax]

To recreate in your adult life the thrill that a younger version of yourself might have enjoyed on a Slip'n'Slide, I recommend the following steps:

1, move to New England
2, wait until winter
3, attempt to drive anywhere

It's not like there was a lot of snow down here, each flake was just individually coated in teflon. When you get out of your car to help extricate a mass of other vehicles strewn across your path, make it a step and a half before falling flat out, and continue sliding, you begin to suspect that this is no ordinary snow.

In other, where-have-I-been-for-weeks news, I'm very nearly ready for Intercon this weekend. February always seems to be my intersection of busy at work, busy with larping, and busy doing some kind of performance. With performance out of the way, Big Project at work delivered, and the larp crunch to be finished in three days, I look forward to collapsing on the presumably restful shores of March.

In other other news, "become circus arts performer" is sneaking onto the back of my ToDo list after the fun - if not as smooth as I would have liked - juggling shows two weeks ago. Although I have a lot of practice with the technical side of it, the performance aspects themselves are somewhat daunting, yet in the back of my head newer better routines keep discreetly clearing their throats. I guess I'll wait and see if they have anything coherent to say.

Comments

[learnedax.livejournal.com]

Well, at the time I was in Waltham. Areas varied in how extreme the slipperiness was, but on this particular hill nobody could walk more than three steps without skidding or cleats.

[matildalucet.livejournal.com]

Wow. It looks like we got about half an inch. My timing may have improved my situation as well: I was in for the night when it started falling, and when I went out to shovel after coffee this morning, it was only slick where it was smooth, i.e., the porch (woaaah!) and where people had walked and packed the powder down. I had trouble shoveling because it wasn't deep enough and the rough pavement kept catching my shovel blade. However, in a fit of excess civic pride (and where did THAT come from?) I ran a single shovel width up past O'Neill's to join up the shoveled areas on my end of the street so pedestrians would have easier footing. All shoveled or plowed areas are melting to dry pavement; unshoveled areas appear to be staying snowy. What an odd place to live.