Winter has finally reached New England, as our first Nor’easter of the year rolls in. A foot or so of snow is expected, possibly with some freezing rain mixed in. The kids are excited about their first snow day of the year, though the younger ones are missing their Valentine’s Day parties at school. All in all, I’d rather be golfing in Myrtle Beach, but it’s nice to finally see some snow.
Back online after spending much of the past three days without power thanks to Monday’s ice storm across southern NH. No electricity, no heat, no water, and ohmigod no broadband for part of Monday, most of Tuesday and half the day yesterday. My daily routine was replaced by frequent trips to Home Depot and the neighborhood Benson’s Hardware in search of portable heaters, propane, flashlight batteries, Duraflames and (finally) a backup generator to keep the pipes from freezing as temps dipped to a toasty 1 degree yesterday morning. The house held up pretty well; the owner is still recovering from Tuesday’s all-nighter spent stoking the fire, changing propane tanks and adding extra insulation to the pipes in the basement.
An ice storm knocked out power across southern NH yesterday. Ours was out between 11 am and 5 pm, then again between 7:45 and 10:15 pm – cruelly encompassing the entire 2-hour, second-night season premiere of my beloved 24. No on-demand options that I can see from Fox, which relegates me to reading the text-based synopsis on their site. Life is cruel.
Back from an extended break due not so much to the holidays as to a couple of big projects with hard deadlines approaching. Time flies when you have your head down, which means I have a lot to catch up on, blogwise:
- Death and dying. ‘Tis the season … for celebrity deaths. We’ve lost some great ones over the past couple of weeks (James Brown, Peter Boyle, Al Shugart, and yes, Gerald Ford, who restored some dignity to the White House after Watergate) and some not-so-great ones (Saddam Hussein, whose bootleg execution video has elevated citizen journalism onto an entirely new level). I lost both my parents in prior years around the holidays, so my heart goes out to anyone who lost a loved one in December, celeb or not.
- Reflection. 2006 was a big transition year for me: closed up magazine, quit job, started new business. Now working from home, I have reclaimed three hours previously lost to a daily commute and find myself much more productive. I’m thrilled to be spending less time on the road and more time with my family. Now, if I could just nail down that next big career step ….
- Rebirth. I will exercise more in 2007. I will eat better. I will drink less. I will organize my files. Sure I will.
- The NFL Network. Bizarre booth incident during the Giants-Redskins broadcast Saturday night when not one, but two distinct belches could be heard during the broadcast with Bryant Gumbel and Chris Collinsworth. The burps were so obvious that Gubmel, obviously at the prodding of a producer, acknowledged the passage of gas but blamed them on “an open mike somewhere.” Yeah, like the one in front of your mouth, windbag.
Here’s to a happy, safe and productive 2007 for all.
A shout out to my Dad, who would have been 87 today. The man we called the Big Guy passed away in 1992, and I miss him just as much now as I did on that sad day 14 years ago. Wherever he’s playing virtual golf today, I’m sure the sun is shining, the greens are perfect, the gimmies are plentiful, and the 19th hole has an open bar.