Merry Christmas. Got snow?

The boys and I just spent an hour-ish building a snow fort out back - my first ever! Me being me, I used the dustpan to scoop snow into Tupperware tubs [brick molds] instead of just piling up snow. One boy was the Master Mason, one was the Transport Engineer, I was the Brick Builder.

It took them all of 6 minutes to knock it down during the subsequent snowball fight.

:D

From today's Frazz comic strip:

Little kid: Wouldn't it be better if, instead of wars, countries just had snowball fights?

Frazz: We'd probably be speaking Finnish.

Little kid: Yeah, they'd invade us for our vowels.


Around here, most of the hardware and toy stores carry plastic molds designed for making snow forts.
 
From today's Frazz comic strip:

Little kid: Wouldn't it be better if, instead of wars, countries just had snowball fights?

Frazz: We'd probably be speaking Finnish.

Little kid: Yeah, they'd invade us for our vowels.


Around here, most of the hardware and toy stores carry plastic molds designed for making snow forts.

This week was the first time in memory that snow plows were seen in Dallas. We know nothing of these things you call "snow fort molds". LOL
 
The other day, as we were starting to get out and about, I was recalling how the banks in my home town used to give out little day-glo styrofoam balls to customers for their cars' radio antennas. The idea was that the little balls would make it easier to see oncoming cars from behind a high snow bank.

We're already getting some melting and evaporation. The drifts on my patio are down several inches and are no longer even with the bottoms of our kitchen windows.

Here's hoping 1979 never really repeats itself.
 
From today's Frazz comic strip:

Little kid: Wouldn't it be better if, instead of wars, countries just had snowball fights?

Frazz: We'd probably be speaking Finnish.

Little kid: Yeah, they'd invade us for our vowels.

Dude, you gotta tell that Frazz character, that Finnish has only 109 consonants per 100 vowels, so we're more in need of consonants around these parts. ;)

But yeah, we'd totally beat everyone in snowball fights. :)
 
The boys and I just spent an hour-ish building a snow fort out back - my first ever! Me being me, I used the dustpan to scoop snow into Tupperware tubs [brick molds] instead of just piling up snow. One boy was the Master Mason, one was the Transport Engineer, I was the Brick Builder.

It took them all of 6 minutes to knock it down during the subsequent snowball fight.

:D
Six minutes? Something tells me the Brick Builder didn't pack them well enough. Well, you're new to the job. Maybe with some practice...

When I was a kid, Tupperware hadn't been invented yet, and marketing folks hadn't thought of making anything for kids out of plastic except the Frisbee, the Hula Hoop and G.I. Joe. Well, there was Barbie, but she was a stuck up bitch.

We resorted to using cardboard boxes. It wasn't as bad as you might think. They didn't really get that wet that fast, because it was cold outside. What got wet would freeze.

Oh, in the Brick Builder's defense, wet snow is best for making forts and snow balls. With the powdery kind, you need to spray each brick with a little water, kind of like you're mixing cement. Then it packs better. And if you have a war with the neighbors, it's also good to spray the finished fort with the garden hose, and that sucker gets damn solid.
 
Here's hoping 1979 never really repeats itself.

I'm with you here. On New Years' Eve that year, Chicago got about 20 inches of snow. Never have I seen so few cars on the Kennedy Expressway than I did that night on my way into the city for a party. Less than a week later we got another 18 inches.

And then there was January of 1983, when we had a week when the daily high never got above 5 below zero F and one day when the low hit -24F.

Good times. ;)
 
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