Whenever I see the news coverage of this ice driving (or experience people driving in a lot of rain), I usually think of the scene from Driving Miss Daisy where Hoke says that everyone out in the weather looks like they're driving in the funny papers.
I am so sad that there are likely readers out there who have never seen Snowpiercer and will not appreciate the beauty of three simple words:
"Food’s great, too."
Well done, sir.
My last snow driving experience was in Cleveland around xmas about 4 years ago, two cars traveling to a common desination, I had the kids (and gifts) in my van, and following my mom and wife (who had GPS/nav instructions for our desitination). Dad was home sick, and is probably top ten for winter drivers, based on his trunk stash. Mom has lived in Cleveland her whole life, and is no stranger to a snowy road.
We get a big flurry mid-fiesta, so the drive home is going to be an adventure. I'm confident, but completely unfamiliar with the location. So I am following mom, and first she misses a turn (yay memory from the trip to Auntie anonymous's). I keep following. We take a long way around to finally get on freeway, and mom proceeds to drive 25 MPH on the expressway, in the middle lane. Of course, I am following, partly because I know better than to take off like a bat out of hades, lest she get stranded in a snow bank or some other catastrophe only she is capable of. I'm the tail of this crawling expressway train, though, so all I can do is have a panic attack about getting rear-ended, lost down another wrong turn, or having to break up a fight among the kids while trying to navigate the slushy roads.
The poor kids, thankfully they knew to sit back and relax, as dad spent the better part of an hour screaming at his windshield, wanting nothing more than to gun the accelerator, hit the left lane, and blaze past the rolling chicane my mother was creating. We made it home, I unloaded the kids, and spent the next few hours twitching from anxiety. Never again. We all go in one car, or we hire mom an uber and go get her car a day or two later when dad is not under the weather.
Grew up in Michigan. Needed to read this before going law school in Virginia. On the plus side, I was treated as a hero when I made it to the liquor store and back during a snow day.
The one piece of advice missing from Gary is watch the local news and pay attention to the weather folks. It still boggles my mind when huge events like these occur and people go "I didnt know this was going to happen." Winter weather doesn't just suddenly pop up like a late afternoon thunderstorm in the summer time. It takes days and weeks to form.
Gary's right, stay off the roads unless you have to and if you are on the roads dont be stupid. Even born and raised Midwesterners can find themselves doing 320s into a guardrail on the Ohio Turnpike due to black ice (one more lane and I would have had a 360 and left unscathed).
Mr. Cookbook, I feel personally attacked. These bits of wisdom come in very handy when you're sixteen and have to drive to like, jazz band or swim practice.
Whenever I see the news coverage of this ice driving (or experience people driving in a lot of rain), I usually think of the scene from Driving Miss Daisy where Hoke says that everyone out in the weather looks like they're driving in the funny papers.
I am so sad that there are likely readers out there who have never seen Snowpiercer and will not appreciate the beauty of three simple words:
"Food’s great, too."
Well done, sir.
My last snow driving experience was in Cleveland around xmas about 4 years ago, two cars traveling to a common desination, I had the kids (and gifts) in my van, and following my mom and wife (who had GPS/nav instructions for our desitination). Dad was home sick, and is probably top ten for winter drivers, based on his trunk stash. Mom has lived in Cleveland her whole life, and is no stranger to a snowy road.
We get a big flurry mid-fiesta, so the drive home is going to be an adventure. I'm confident, but completely unfamiliar with the location. So I am following mom, and first she misses a turn (yay memory from the trip to Auntie anonymous's). I keep following. We take a long way around to finally get on freeway, and mom proceeds to drive 25 MPH on the expressway, in the middle lane. Of course, I am following, partly because I know better than to take off like a bat out of hades, lest she get stranded in a snow bank or some other catastrophe only she is capable of. I'm the tail of this crawling expressway train, though, so all I can do is have a panic attack about getting rear-ended, lost down another wrong turn, or having to break up a fight among the kids while trying to navigate the slushy roads.
The poor kids, thankfully they knew to sit back and relax, as dad spent the better part of an hour screaming at his windshield, wanting nothing more than to gun the accelerator, hit the left lane, and blaze past the rolling chicane my mother was creating. We made it home, I unloaded the kids, and spent the next few hours twitching from anxiety. Never again. We all go in one car, or we hire mom an uber and go get her car a day or two later when dad is not under the weather.
Grew up in Michigan. Needed to read this before going law school in Virginia. On the plus side, I was treated as a hero when I made it to the liquor store and back during a snow day.
Seeing weather like this I can say that being a native Floridian I have never had to experience this (I'm 36 and still never seen snow).
Icehead here. Hahahahaha.
This. Is. Amazing.
Snowpiercer is such an underrated movie.
The one piece of advice missing from Gary is watch the local news and pay attention to the weather folks. It still boggles my mind when huge events like these occur and people go "I didnt know this was going to happen." Winter weather doesn't just suddenly pop up like a late afternoon thunderstorm in the summer time. It takes days and weeks to form.
Gary's right, stay off the roads unless you have to and if you are on the roads dont be stupid. Even born and raised Midwesterners can find themselves doing 320s into a guardrail on the Ohio Turnpike due to black ice (one more lane and I would have had a 360 and left unscathed).
Hey, Cookbook. Following up from last week, but this thread will give you more reasons always to buy the good jelly. https://twitter.com/ProfessorPerino/status/1361050887972663298
Mr. Cookbook, I feel personally attacked. These bits of wisdom come in very handy when you're sixteen and have to drive to like, jazz band or swim practice.