Nov 18
Paging Mr Little… would a Mr Chicken Little please report to reception…
Cats: Uncategorized|..We have an important message about things falling from the sky – right now.
It’s white stuff, Mr. Little. Big wet flakes of cold white stuff.
And it’s mixed in with fat drops of cold rain.
It’s not accumulating on the ground to form a pristine white blanket like the snow you see in the romantic imagination or on nostalgic Christmas cards.
No, this stuff just makes the bleak November landscape look browner and more barren.
It also bites your flesh and makes it red and raw.
Do you have any idea what it is, Mr. Little. Is the sky really falling.
Or is it something worse.
Like the arrival of the Canadian winter.
November 18th, 2008 at 3:49 pm
I’m surprised it’s not snowing in NYC yet. I was watching the Steeler game on Sunday and it was really coming down in Pittsburgh. We usually get their weather here about a day later, but nothing’s fallen yet.
November 18th, 2008 at 3:55 pm
It is something else, it is the end of the world!
Jon : How will it be, this end of which you have spoken, Brother Enim?
Omnes: Yes, how will it be?
Peter : Well, it will be, as ’twere a mighty rending in the sky, you see, and the mountains shall sink, you see, and the valleys shall rise, you see, and great shall be the tumult thereof.
Jon : Will the veil of the temple be rent in twain?
Peter : The veil of the temple will be rent in twain about two minutes before we see the sign of the manifest flying beast-head in the sky.
Alan : And will there be a mighty wind, Brother Enim?
Peter : Certainly there will be a mighty wind, if the word of God is anything to go by…
Dudley : And will this wind be so mighty as to lay low the mountains of the earth?
Peter : No – it will not be quite as mighty as that – that is why we have come up on the mountain, you stupid nit – to be safe from it. Up here on the mountain we shall be safe – safe as houses.
Alan : And what will happen to the houses?
Peter : Well, naturally, the houses will be swept away and the tents of the ungodly with them, and they will all be consuméd by the power of the heavens and on earth – and serve them right!
Alan : And shall we be consumed?
Peter : Con..sum..éd? No, we shall not be consuméd – we shall be up on the mountain here, you see, while millions burn, having a bit of a giggle.
Jon : When will it be, this end of which you have spoken?
Omnes : Aye, when will it be – when will it be?
Peter : In about thirty seconds time, according to the ancient pyramidic scrolls… and my Ingersoll watch.
Jon : Shall we compose ourselves, then?
Peter : Good plan, Brother Pithy. Prepare for the End of the World! Fifteen seconds…
Alan : Have we got the tinned food?
Dudley : Yes.
Peter : Ten seconds…
Jon : And the tin-opener?
Dudley : Yes.
Peter : Five – four – three – two – one – Zero!
Omnes : (Chanting) Now is the end – Perish The World!
A pause
Peter : It was GMT, wasn’t it?
Jon : Yes.
Peter : Well, it’s not quite the conflagration I’d been banking on. Never mind, lads, same time tomorrow… we must get a winner one day.
November 18th, 2008 at 8:43 pm
If your husband and family wouldn’t mind I’d come up there and keep you warm during the long Canadian winter.
November 19th, 2008 at 8:48 am
BeckEye, and we usually get NYC’s weather a day later
Dick, the end is nigh. But my watch is slow.
Dr, you can come up here and keep us all warm for the winter!
November 19th, 2008 at 12:54 pm
It’s not even the cold, so much as the wet shoes and slipping on ice!
November 19th, 2008 at 11:28 pm
I came close to sliding right through a stop sign this morning, when I breaked at 5 km/hr. Fun times are back!
November 22nd, 2008 at 6:20 pm
I hate winter. That is all.