Snowbound and down

Sigh.

First off, let me say Happy New Year! For that matter, Merry Christmas and Chappy Chanukah. (You like that last one? Yea me too.)  Anyway, sorry I didn't write a blog for December, I was going to put in my 2 cents about the local controversy about how the Philadelphia Free Thought Society (Atheist) didn't get to put up their "Tree of Knowledge" decorated with ornaments that are the covers of books written by famous non-believers.  I was going to juxtapose this with the fact that a few blocks down the street a homeowner who really goes all out for Christmas with the inflatable lawn decorations had some of them stolen right off his lawn so he pulled all his decorations inside in protest.  I was going to cleverly tie together with some wit and insight on freedom of expression, religious freedom, and commercialism, then I realized I'd get in over my head and decided to drop the whole thing because in the end I would have probably arrived at a depressing conclusion.

 Speaking of depressing, what's the deal with all this snow?  Again I've mentioned it before, despite my Florida nativity, and my Cuban ethnicity, I know snow.  In fact, here are some pictures of me in the snow from when I was in the Army.

Ok here technically I'm not in the snow, but I'm taking this picture hiding in my room in the barracks instead of going to PT in the snow, so I still count it. Ft Devens, 1986

Here I am in Chitose, Saporro, Japan, January 1989. Coldest place I've ever been.

They had us staying in WWII barracks instead of the Marriott this one time, can you believe it? 

Fort Sheridan, Illinois 1993

I think if you looked back at all my blogs over the last 3 years, you'd think I live in some Arctic frontier town or something.  Today of course is no exception, we've gotten snow overnight, with more snow coming this afternoon.  I tell you, it's bad enough with the snow and never seeing the sun during the day, but with the early darkness of daylight savings time, I'm inclined to lend a lot of credence to that whole "Seasonal Affective Disorder" thing aka "S.A.D.", can you believe it?

Well despite it all, one has to make the best of things, like today, when I had to go get Lana's car from where it was parked, (why is she parked outside, blocks away from our apartment, instead of in the warm comfort of the newly built parking garage you ask? Because if you are not out of the garage by 7:30 AM, they close the gates and start charging you to leave, 75 cents every half hour.  If she starts work at 3:00 PM, well, you can imagine it'll start to add up, so we play this game every other day of finding a place to park near Marshall Park) and of course when I got there the car had been covered with up to 6 inches of snow.

Trying to make light of things, I gave her car a Mohawk, (Snowhawk?) 

 Finally, coming back in from the cold, this is what my scooter looked like.

Well, what can I say, we're all hanging in there to one varying degree or another, it's very hard because it's very easy that in addition to the environmental factors, we allow that mental parasite known as the internet to get it's clutches on our brainstem, and we spend these dark evenings reading article after article about how everything is so terrible in these United States, whether it's about the economy, the war in Afghanistan, the rise of China, or ironically, the weather, for that matter.  Oh and let me tell you, it's really hard, but a bit of advice from me to you would be to avoid reading the comments on certain articles, the things people spout off these days because of the anonymity, I tell ya, sheesh!

Please though, don't be shy, feel free to leave a comment!  A special note to my readers from around the world, tell us how you are feeling?  Russia, China, Japan, Brazil, India, UK, I see you there landing on my blog, check in won't you? Does anybody else on the planet have a sense of brightness of future right around the corner, or is everyone feeling the same kind of ennui that we are here?

Maybe instead of hiding under blankets, I need to get out there and make the best of it.  I may end up in Arizona one day and then I'll be missing the snow.....then again, maybe not.  Oh the heck with it, I think I'll go build a snowman.

Snowmageddon, West Chester PA 2010

See you soon!


Oh by the way, anybody else think the title of today's blog entry is even remotely clever?  I do....just saying...

West Chester Awakenings

Hey all, Did you ever see the movie "Awakenings"? Robin Williams, Robert DeNiro? No? Yes? Well I did. I saw it on a date in 1991 when I was stationed at Goodfellow Air Force Base in San Angelo, Texas. For that matter, have you ever been to San Angelo, Texas? I'll bet you didn't know it's the largest city in the United States....NOT located where a major interstate highway passes through. So, to sum up, you probably didn't see Awakenings, and you've probably never been to San Angelo, Texas at the same time. I guess it was just me. As far as the movie, the date, and the town of San Angelo, trust me you didn't miss much.

ANYway, lately, I'm reminded of the movie Awakenings by the schizophrenic weather we've had around here lately. Let me explain.

The basic plot of the movie "Awakenings" (SPOILER ALERT in case it was actually on your Netflicks list for that Robin Williams retrospective film festival you were going to have down in the basement.) is that Robin Williams is a Doctor working with catatonic patients, and that he stumbles across a drug that can bring these patients out of their catatonic state. Enter Robert DeNiro as the patient that "Awakens" to a world of brightness and opportunity and love after years of darkness. The problem of course, is that the drug's effect is temporary, and he begins to exhibit signs that he's about to go back into that catatonic state and there is nothing he can do about it. The movie ends as it begins, with Robert DeNiro once again catatonic.

Remember that weekend a few weekends ago where the weather was bright and sunny, seemingly only weeks after all that snow? Dudes walking around in ubiquitous cargo shorts and flip flops and ironic statement t-shirts with a red backward Phillies ball cap. Chicks parading in short shorts and tight tank tops, cleavage spilling over ever so slightly and appealingly. Dogs and baby strollers. Skateboards. Harley-Davidsons. That's West Chester on any given weekend when the weather is nice.

My question is, "where did it go?"

This is for John Young and Dr. Zibbs, another great Ben Folds cover, when he's not covering Dr. Dre, the Clash, the Cure, the Flaming Lips, the Buggles, the Postal Service, or working with William Shatner covering Pulp's Common People!

Well we are, West Chester that is, catatonic again. The cold is back, the rain is back, the darkness is back. I knew winter wasn't done with us quite yet, it was too early. I suppose it was a nice treat to get a preview of what's to come, but frankly, it's pretty depressing! We've collectively survived a tougher than usual winter, and I'm looking forward to getting on with the business of living the good life.

I'm looking forward to getting on my scooter and riding! I'm looking forward to the May Day festival at Everhart park, I'm looking forward to Swinging Thursdays, Grower's markets, Guerilla Drive Ins!, Turk's Head Music festivals. Continued Story Slams, Heck, I'll even be giving walking historical tours of West Chester this summer! (More on that when I have more info) The Airshow at New Garden Flying Field near Kennett Square, Then of course there is the Iron Hill Criterium Bike Race. Did I miss something? Of course I did, that's the beauty of it. There's a lot going on, a lot to do, so let's get on with it already!

(Mother nature you have my email when you're ready to apologize and fix this whole weather thing)

Ok, I'm impressed...

First of all, to all of my followers around the United States and around the world, (if that Global Visitor Tracker Widget is to be believed) I want to assure you that I am indeed well and none the worse for wear.

I'm in my apartment with electricity, heat, gas, (I made Chili with beans) natural gas, Hot Chocolate and of course, in order that you may read this, Internet. You are probably reading online or watching on TV in your native language how we're going through our 2nd snowstorm in a week, and are probably worried to death, but no fear fearless reader, I assure you of my good health.

Part of me still feels like really, I've seen worse, and what's the big deal, but in truth that taken in context for the kind weather that we typically get here, it's kind of an impressive amount of snow. Remember, I was licensed in the Army, in addition to kill, licensed to push snow blowers along the sidewalks of the Officer's housing areas so their precious kids and wives wouldn't slip and crack their precious skulls open when I was at Ft. Devens, Massachusetts, and let's face it, the Boston area gets it's share of real snow storms. Later in Utah, where they have "The Greatest Snow on Earth" (if their license plates are to be believed) and Colorado, where 3 feet of snow can fall in an hour on Memorial Day Weekend and be gone the next day, I know my snow, so it should come as no surprise to anyone that I am impressed by two, day long storms of non-stop snow fall that have brought havoc two my small town.


Now some people might complain about the quality of snow removal, or the condition of the streets, but are you kidding? It's a freaking storm out there OK? Look I know, this is the United States of America. We are a nation of business and commerce, and we have places to go and money to make. But seriously, can't we take a break and sit home with a cup of Cocoa? Let these snowplow drivers do their job without having to dodge snowbound cars in the streets. Let's meet our neighbors on the street and say hello as we shovel snow. Take a walk and breath in this clean fresh air! It's a once in a lifetime event, when we are all off doing our own thing this summer, with either the steady routine drudgery of work or making trips out to the shore, the mall, or the city, you might look back with regret that you squandered this opportunity to enjoy a unique aspect of our life here in town.

West Chester Snowpacolypse 2009

Hello from under over 13 inches of snow in West Chester, Pennsylvania!


Now for those who know me, I grew up in Florida. Despite that handicap, and I do call growing up in Florida a handicap, I do know my way around snow, and I know that 13 inches in the great scheme of things, ain't a lot of snow, but allow me to make my point.

When I was 18 years old I was made qualified to push a snow blower around Ft. Devens. At the US Military Academy at West Point, I watched the snow fall on the shoulders of the bronze statue of General George S. Patton, as if he was frozen in that moment of time when his forces raced to Bastogne, Belgium to relieve the 101st Airborne at the Battle of the Bulge.

General Patton in much better weather than Belgium 1944

Then there was the infamous Thanksgiving weekend spent in a quiet farmhouse outside of Ft. Devens. (That's a story for another time, maybe I'll tell that one at the West Chester Story Slam in January!)

To continue proving my snow pedigree, I participated in an exercise with the US Army and Japanese Ground Self Defense Forces in Sapporo, Japan, in January, I've had Snow ball fights at Fort Sheridan, near Chicago, Illinois, I've skied in West Virginia, Washington State, Idaho, Colorado, Utah and Pennsylvania, and I've lived and worked in Salt Lake City and Denver for a year each.

So again, I know my way around snow. Unlike the Eskimos however, I have only one word for it. Snow.

Grounded Zero Zero

And did it ever snow in West Chester! Well, for West Chester it was a lot of snow. So much Snow that Starbucks had the nerve to close down early on Saturday. Was it a lot of snow by the standards I've seen? No. Was it enough to paralyze the borough? Thankfully no, but not because it was an underwhelming amount of snow, but of an overwhelming response by the Pennsylvania Department of Transportation and the Borough Management team.

I've got to hand it to people around here but they were on the ball. The timing to deal with the snow seemed right. Not wasting time and resources in the middle of the storm, but attacking the roads full force the moment the last snowflakes fell. Dump trucks, Front End Loaders, Pickups with snowplows, even Bobcat mini front end loaders got into the mix, clearing sidewalks, roadways, alleys, pretty much everything you might walk or drive on. Of course private individuals and business owners did their share too.

Did it help that the snowstorm came on a weekend? Man you bet your life it did. Still, the fact that it was for all intents and purposes a non event, and as such it allowed those of us without the responsibility to do anything about the piles of snow the opportunity to simply enjoy a winter wonderland. It is this fact, and I have said this countless of times before and will continue to do so, that reminds us of the quality of life we share here in West Chester.

There there, West Chester, it's gonna be alright...

First all, Happy New Year!

So I got lucky again! What are the odds that for the second time this season, the one day it snows in town I've got the day off? I got to walk around town, get a few errands done since after all I patronize (you know,the good kind of patronize) all the local businesses in town, and snap a few pictures. A quiet blanket of snow envelopes town on this Monday after the Eagles NFC loss, as if to comfort those who's entire identity is intertwined with the fate of a professional sports team. I imagine the conversation at work will be around what could have been, but life will go on.

After all, tomorrow, at 12:00 PM, it all changes right? In my world, things have been changing for a while, and I've got to be thankful that in some respects, the change has been manageable. Compared to what is happening to my friends and former colleagues at Merrill Lynch, my situation seems pretty well stable, knock on wood.

I guess I'm saying change is incremental and perpetual as opposed to huge paradigm shifts that occur overnight. Sure, there are some things that change things instantly, "I'm pregnant", "We're going to let you go", "Grandma's dead", but the best kind of change is the kind we initiate ourselves. When we're ready for change, we change. Nobody can push you into change, but we can be inspired to change. The onus is still on us to change, but there are some certainly inspiring people out there that can show the way. Be it Martin Luther King Jr, Mahatma Gandhi, Barrack Obama, John McCain, Lance Armstrong or Neil Armstrong, we all need to find something that inspires us to change. You may even want to look in the mirror for inspiration to change, there's no better role model than ourselves...don't you think?

West Chester Winter Wonderland

Waking up to 3 inches of snow in mid November, knowing you don't have to work that day? Man life is good!