I'm so late to these things they become cool again

So it was only a few months ago that I learned of the whole lolcat phenomenon. If I keep this here blog thing going, you'll begin to notice I've literally lived in a cave most of my childhood and adult life. Anyway, some shmoe posted this picture w/ caption, and an information superautobahn subculture was born.

So, I'm going to start re-hashing tired old snippets of pop culture as if I just tweeted them 0.5 sec ago. And bellow out big belly laughs the whole time.

Hard to Believe

The blizzard of Feb 10 2010 dumped about 17 inches of snow in the Carpenters woods section of Mt Airy.

Everywhere, trees groaned under so much weight. Every single limb, branch and needle held a heaping pile of white. The privet hedge between us and the neighbor's split to either direction, covering our cars.

We lost power at 615 pm just as Megan was settling in for tmz.

We lit candles, getting chillier and talking to ourselves and to normal.

We wondered if Tess and her band of psychics was right. Did this major snowstorm knock power out to the entire eastern seaboard? Were people about to enter a survival mode, having to fend off thieves and zombies for days, then weeks, then months? Were we about to learn a harsh lesson about the fragile, dilapidated state of our country's power grid?

I could hear my mother in law now: "I told you so, Arthur." She was one of the fortunate few who knew about this upcoming armageddon. They were smart enough to stock up on incense and magic crystals.

Just then the lights flicked on, the house buzzed to life, the TV turned on, and there was Michael Scott.

Perfect, let's crank up the heat and waste time on the interweb.

So, here in Philly we got 29 inches of snow last Saturday, and the flakes are falling outside the dining room window as I type. Another 12-18 inches tonight. The "snow emergency" or "winter advisory warning" will last until midnight on wednesday.

Are snowfall events given the same average recurrence interval as storms? Are we getting hit by a 10-year snowstorm tonight?

Wow, it's 2010 and I finally started a blog.

Hi. So I started a blog. Woo hoo! Should i be happy? Suppose so. Better late than never. Does anyone care? Nobody yet, anyway.

I felt the need to start capturing my endless strings of thoughts. You'd never know I ever had a single opinion if you go by the number of internet posts I've ever generated. Under a handle on mtbr.com, I have no more than 40 posts...over 6 years.

I think I've always been shy of sharing my opinions. Not for fear of criticism. But mainly because I've never put much stock in them. You know, everyone's got opinions just like they've got assholes. And I think they all stink.

So to be completely honest, I'm going to start jotting down my thoughts (however repulsive) and give them a home, this Hive of the Yeti or whatever i named it.