Name That Storm!

It's been a while since I've last posted, and no, I'm not going to address my blog laziness. Needless to say,

I'm not even going to discuss the purple Tina Turner wig Elton's wearing. It's here and it's queer, get used to it.

It's still winter, despite a Pennsylvanian groundhog's prediction, confused crocuses, jonquils, and foxgloves (I wish I'd thought to snap some pics!), and my friend Karri's terror/joy of possible snow.

And with winter comes winter storms, all of which the Weather Channel has independently decided to name. As irritating as it is to have a television station unilaterally decide that all storms will have names we're all supposed to address the storms by, the names themselves have been FANTASTIC.

So far, we've had:

Draco

Gandolf

I don't care if they've spelled it differently.

Iago

I was only disappointed that the 'J' storm was not named 'Jafar.' How badass would that have been???

Nemo

Okko

Since we're nearing spring/global warming, it's possible we may not see these storms left on the list, even though their names are equally amazing:

Triton

Xerxes

Skipping the scissoring joke.

Yogi

I'm hoping for a Winter Storm Boo Boo next winter.

Zeus

Incidentally, there was also a Winter Storm Athena,

Who is Triton's dearly departed wife and Ariel's mother in Disney's "The Little Mermaid."

Now obviously they're going with a lot Greek/Roman gods and goddesses and Shakespearian characters (because when I think snow, I think of Shakespeare.) And all of the names are pretty cool, with the exception of Ukko, which is just begging to be added to the blooper reel after some poor weather girl accidentally says, 'Fuck-o' on the air. But the best name by far is the storm current burying eastern California and western Nevada: Winter Storm Q.

And I immediately thought of/made this:

You're welcome, world.

While we're on the subject of snow, my family and I have this fun tradition: Whenever it snows where ever one of us might be, that person calls the other family members and sings the opening lines of "Snow" from "White Christmas." It's off-key, it's silly, and I love it. It never fails to make me smile!

So while spring is on the way and I'm really looking forward to not having heating bills for $124 (hey, eff you 103 year old house with poorly sealed door and windows,) I can't help but feel a little sad that we haven't had a really good snow yet this season.

 

We got enough for me to make a mini-snowman at a bus stop near my place, which was great, because I'm actually 10.

Still, I'd like one more really good, deep, city paralyzing snow. Maybe Winter Storm Rocky won't disappoint?

And yes, I'm going to blog more often.