And so it was that the killer snowstorm came bearing down on us like a shotgun full of snow...

Unless you've been under a self-imposed media lock down for the past 24 hours, you already now that the north- and mid-Atlantic states got hit with what the weathermen affectionately term a "nor'easter" — so called because someone selfishly decided that this type of storm should only happen in this region of the country. More fun for us.

The final snow total in our little hamlet of New York came in at around 26.9 inches. And while that number alone seems daunting enough, there are another 2 dimensions to consider when it comes to digging out your car. Factor in density, shovel friction, how old you feel on any given day... well you get the idea. Beth and I spent about an hour cleaning off the car for no good reason (see time lapse photos, fig.1) while some of the local kids went sledding down the street and looked at us like we were daft. I guess we could have enjoyed ourselves a little more but, I think that at this point in our lives we're more interested in minimizing our expoxure. We quickly retreated to the warmth of our cave.

I've posted some more pictures of our wintery romp here. Or, if you're interested in seeing how other New Yorkers fared with the Blizzard Aught-six, there's a nice flicker stream worth checking out.

Needless to say, we're not going to get the snow day we had hoped for. Both Beth and I have to go into the city to attend to our respective chores. All this because I shaved off my beard.