Remember all of those lessons you learned when you had just gotten your license?
Don't speed ... brake early ... don't tailgate ... always be mindful of your surroundings (wait, I think that's something from Jedi training, but you get my point). Yeah, someone forgot that.
Oh Virginia, how I mourn for you.
So the Old Dominion gets (what they consider to be) pounded by mother nature, thus destroying the transportation infrastructure. For a native Buffalonian, it's simply a good day to go skiing.
With the downfall of both the frozen heavens and the major interstates of Virginia, peculiar things happen. The timid stay home, the brave venture forth, the middle-class does what they can, and those of us who were born and raised in this stuff laugh.
Now, the idiot kid with a 4x4 Durango in me didn't heed the no unnecessary driving state that Virginian was in. Actually, I take that back. I did listen to it. I heard it loud and clear. I will let you, the reader, decide what my rationale was, because I honestly can't decide.
I either,
1. Heard it and chose to ignore it.
or
2. Found it completely necessary for me to go out at all hours during the weekend and drive around in the stuff (because I can ... and that's a necessity).
But that being said, I really do wish most of the natives around here would just grab a bag of popcorn, huddle up on the couch, and catch up on their American Idol episodes. Few of them can drive, most of them over-drive their abilities, and all the ones that do drive cautiously (5 mph in a 55mph) always ... end ... up ... in ... front ... of ... me.
So the snow has stopped. The Feds closed down for a day (go for about a few more months and that should fix a few problems). The roads are all big sheets of packed snow that will quickly turn to solid ice.
More snow tomorrow night. 6-12 inches. Another walk in the park for a boy from Buffalo.
Go Sabres.
