Panic!

 So it's gonna snow I guess. 

 It's snow.   Calm down. Worst case, stay home a little extra. Oh My God! 

 Now, guys in Texas and the gulf coast have a reason to panic. They're not set up for a big storm. Here in the northeast, it's been 10-12 years since we got a serious snowstorm.  10-12 years since we got a REGULAR WEATHER EVENT. 

      Granted, all the many, many new foreigners and some of the youngest of the young idiots behind the wheel are absolutely going to kill themselves and those around them this weekend as they drive like fucking idiots on a good day, and there won't be good days for the next week or so. 

       For most of the rest of us?  Inconvenience.  The media's flipping out over inconvenience.

 Well, even so, I hear that Bread and Milk are sold out. Snow's coming, gotta get the bread and milk. Don't ask why, just get it. Bring a knife, gun or a baseball bat. Might need it.

   Now, I come from New England and the only difference between a large snow storm and a cold day without snow is whether or not you put on the regular winter Coat or your Big Coat.          Maybe I'm biased. I'm on the water and with Condition Whisky declared (ports remain open, gales expected, vessels must be prepared for heavy weather and  high winds, and must declare intent to the Coast Guard to arrive or leave port) after 12 days of nonstop work locally, we're starting a 2-lull coincidentally, and lashed up at a lay berth in Brooklyn Bridge Park. No shore access, which is sad, but we're rafted up against a big ATB (Articulated Tug-barge) twice our size, which means we don't have to contend with tides, and just need to tend our mooring lines and hopefully keep 'em static. 

         Stay warm out there.  I got like an acre or more of deck to shovel.  Gotta limber up.