"It looks like Colorado!" (says the LIVE reporter in the parking lot with 4 inches of snow)

Day 21: More snow is coming this weekend. They say 12-24 inches. That's a lot, even for me. I'm pretty worried about the Commonwealth's plan of attack, I have this sneaking suspicion that it will simply be to wait until it melts...In a week. Until that time, no one will really leave there homes. So, of course, they had better stock up on food for the big snow-in. No joke folks, Wal-Mart tonight, was out of milk. I went to get a half gallon and figured they just must not carry it. That's when I noticed these 3 large empty refrigerators. The things you see in the widows are merely reflections. In fact, it was so dark and empty in there you can nearly make out the reflections. I stood in line while a frantic man came up asking where the shovels were; they were out. I could not contain my chuckle and the poor Virginian did not appreciate my amusement. We'll see what this weekend brings.....

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Day 20: God blessed me with a beautiful ride in this morning. I think I was the only one who even looked out the window. I sincerely pray that I never grow so accustomed to such a wonderful gift like a magnificent sunrise that I fail to even notice it. It's why I would never live on a beach. I love it too much and I would hate for that to be ruined.


Day 19: Schools and businesses were closed today. I wondered if it was because it was cold (7) or because it had snowed....two days earlier. I finally got around to taking a picture of the ground today. Every day I walk across these square stones covering the streets of downtown. And every day my heart skips several beats when I step on the ones that violently shift as you step on them. Every day I think of the metro, racing quickly across the tracks beneath me and wonder just why the stones move and, more importantly, what is underneath them. Furthering my metro scare, the pay phone rang as I walked through one of the underground stops today. Straight out of a movie. The phone starts ringing and all around people are glancing at it...yea, as curious as I was to see who picked it up, I did not wait around to see. Dead serious. I picked up the pace and got out of there before Emilio Estevez showed up with some of his explosive gum on accident...On the ride home I planned my emergency plan for if the train fell into the Potomac. Don't worry, if you were with me, you'd be more than covered.


Day 18: The snow stopped at 9:00 Saturday night. Sunday morning I checked to make sure church wasn't cancelled and drove the 25 miles on UNCLEARED ROADS to see that it had indeed been cancelled..without telling the radio stations. I was 10 minutes late anyway because of the ice I had to scrape off my car. I had seen a few standard Baptist churches on the drive over and figured another one would be meeting. 2 churches later, frustration growing, I gave up. I decided it was a beautiful day and I might as well stop to see George Washington's boyhood home. It was nearby and I had yet to see it. I knew it was closed for the month, but I saw that as an opportunity to ponder while I simply looked at the house. The GPS failed me, but I did see the house he bought his sister and it is in a simply beautiful neighborhood..I found Ferry Farm and much to my frustration, the dirt road had not been plowed of the foot of snow and there was a gate. At this point, I had all but given up on doing anything in the state of Virginia on this snowy Sunday, but I was seriously craving a donut. To my delight I found a shop and pulled over. I got out of my car, walked through the uncleared parking lot, and found that at 11:00 am Sunday morning, Dunkin' Donuts was closed due to weather. Thanks a lot Virginia. I drove home and swore I wouldn't leave the house again that day. The picture is of the quaint little McDonalds across the street from the shut down boyhood home of my favorite patriot. I wonder if George liked French fries...

Day 17: Oh my gosh it's snowing. And let me tell you, Virginia CANNOT handle it. The day started off okay. The roads weren't clear, but that's typical at the beginning of a snow storm. I decided to head down to the Marine museum (again) to be carried away by the history of the proud and few for a couple of quiet hours in an empty museum. I got through WWII (..it starts at WWI). After 3 hours (but it had been snowing for 6), I exited the building. There I sadly noted probably the same 6 guys who had been shoveling the vast walkway when I had walked in. The roads had not been cleared. There were two crashed semi's and plenty of other accidents on my very short drive from Quantico to home. Happily willing to succumb to the weather, I went to Blockbuster, got some movies, and settled in for the day. The picture...is something I had never seen before. It reminded me of something out of Pixar's Cars...Apparently everyone finds that putting up your windshield wipers is an absolute must. Not a bad idea, it just looks ridiculous.



Day 16: Ahh the joy of not having to read for class anymore...Though, I'll be honest, some of these books are ones that I just didn't have time to finish reading...for class. Over 2 hours on the train every day gives me plenty of opportunity...2 books down and so many to go!