The Monday Fun House is late (again)

The Tuesday page will also be late, but not AS late.

The good news: I’m back at my desk after an extended road trip, and I’ll be here and on schedule for the next three months, uninterrupted, starting Wednesday.

That’s really not such good news (for me at least). That means three months of Wisconsin winter.

4 thoughts on “The Monday Fun House is late (again)

  1. Once spent a “Wild Weekend” (a Buffalo Band did that) in Greece with the senior year GF. Her folks were stranded visiting family in FL due to the usual Upstate blizzardry – every airport from Cleveland to Albany was shut down. As Squire Western would have said, “Go to it. you jolly dog”. Best “Spring” Break I ever had.

    1. That shit can be scary. I once sent my oldest son home to Rochester (my parents’ home, to be exact) as an unaccompanied minor so he could have Christmas with the family while I had to work in Miami and would join the party some days later. American Airlines could not land in Rochester, but they could set down in Buffalo, and did, whereupon the Buffalo airport also closed. So there was a little kid snowed into Buffalo, New York, late at night, with no familiar faces in sight.

      Mind you, Buffalo even sucks for adults in the summer sun.

      And for that matter, for all forms of sentient life in all possible conditions.

      Not that Rochester is much better, but at least it was “home.”

      American, to their credit, had arranged a hotel and a shuttle bus to take all the stranded passengers to Rochester as soon as the weather cleared, but my mom was havin’ none of that crap, and she dragged her ass immediately to Buffalo in a blizzard in order to stay with one very frightened, confused kid. (The Airline did keep somebody with him at all times, but it was still a memorable experience for him, and not in a good way.)

  2. Try three months of winter 200 yards or so from the DMZ in Korea with 3.2 beer and winds originating in Siberia. The next winter was at the Presidio of San Francisco, so things kind of evened out.

    1. Sounds like Wisconsin, except with weaker beer.

      Kidding aside, Wisconsin winter isn’t that bad.

      • I grew up in upstate NY. Let’s just say Watertown is well named.
      • And then I lived a while in Norway.

      So Wisconsin seems like a tropical paradise in comparison. As I’ve noted previously, global climate change means that nearby Fond du Lac is the St Barts of the future! I just won’t live long enough to enjoy it unless we all leave our cars idling when not in use.

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