Friday, February 10, 2006

Winter Wonderland???

Well, it looks like winter will finally be showing its ugly self this weekend – Philly is supposed to get anywhere from 5 to 15 inches of the white stuff - no, the city of brotherly love is not expecting a large cocaine shipment – I’m talkin’ about snow. Unfortunately, it is happening this weekend, because I love having a day off during the week.

However, I love snow. I love the whole snow event, especially watching it pile up during the actual storm. There is a certain peaceful feeling that accompanies it. Things seem cleaner and quieter. Sure, I’m not a big fan of the snow shoveling – I have more aches and pains than when I listen to Philly radio (not including Preston and Steve). But, it is a small price to pay for the majesty of a winter wonderland.

Man, I remember being a kid when we were getting these snow storms. Ah, the great snowball fights, wonderful sledding at Monument Hill, the days off of school - I’ve never listened to KYW radio with such passion as when I was waiting for Harry Donahue to announce the school closings and say those magical 3 numbers – 4-5-0. Sure, I probably should’ve gone right back to sleep, but I had too much adrenaline flowing through my body to even bother.

I couldn’t get outside fast enough to play in the snow. 7:30 a.m.? I better hurry - the day is almost over. I gotta build a snow fort, get into a massive snowball fight, help the parents shovel the sidewalk and driveway, and go sledding. No time to waste!

I even have a Stones memory dealing with snow (go figure!). My cousin Drew and I decided to go out and make some money shoveling snow around the neighborhood. We each made over $30 – which was a major ransom for kids our age. I had my eyes on this Stones compilation that had come out a few months earlier – it was called Hot Rocks, and it was a two cassette story of the early years of the World’s Greatest Rock and Roll Band (yes – I am dating my self with the part about the cassette tapes). I purchased it that day, and probably played it non-stop for 6 months or so. Of course, this wouldn’t have been possible without the snow.

3 comments:

Ink and Stone said...

One of my favorite things about life is right after a snow storm in the evening, going outside, the clouds have cleared up and the moon is shining on the snow. It's beautiful.

Once again, Karl, I disagree with you about the Stones being the world's greatest rock band.... I think it goes Ministry, The Police, and then the Stones!

Don't cry Karl. Sissy.

Rev. Smokin Steve said...

Damn it... I'm supposed to go to Baltimore this wekend. Don't snow too much.

Jeff said...

Philly is supposed to get anywhere from 5 to 15 inches of the white stuff - no, the city of brotherly love is not expecting a large cocaine shipment ...
** Thanks for clarifying, to keep Michael Irvin out of town.

Sure, I’m not a big fan of the snow shoveling ... But, it is a small price to pay for the majesty of a winter wonderland.
** I would rather travel to the winter wonderland than have it imposed upon me.

Ah, the great snowball fights ... I couldn’t get outside fast enough to play in the snow.
** My favorite snow memory is seeing a snow-packed, shaken Coke can thrown through a Fiji house window at Penn State.
** Next favorite: using a cooler to form giant snow bricks, and blocking the entrance to the Apartment Store office in State College.

I even have a Stones memory ... I had my eyes on this Stones compilation ... called Hot Rocks.
** You slaved away in the snow for a piece of Mick Jagger's Hot Rocks? What a tool.