Today (Monday, as I write this blog) I attempted to make it to Paizo and failed after a 4x4 monster truck thought it would be a good idea to stop in the middle of Interstate 90 and check his tires. The resulting car slide melee that (thankfully) resulted in no accidents led me to the conclusion that turning around and going home would be wise. It's very bad out here and as James said yesterday in his blog when you take very bad snow (especially for us) and combine that with hills and a lot of people who are not used to driving in anything more than heavy rain you get Snowpocalypse 2008.
After I decided to return home, I stopped by Burger King to stock up on healthy provisions before returning home. I'm an amateur photographer and figured Burger King would be as good a place as any to take some "proof of snow" pictures for our community.
Pulling up the drive-through at Burger King. Note the solid block of ice that is the driveway.
Avalanche!
A nearby intersection. Note how the sidewalk, wooden boardwalk, and road are all one giant white mass.
Eastbound I-90. One lane is an icy slush and the rest are just ice.
Those of you who check the blog daily have doubtless noted that there's been a few missing posts of late. The answer can be found on any major news website; the Seattle area's been hit with a pretty potent winter storm. Now, before anyone starts getting indignant about how snow's easy to drive through and Seattlites are cowards when it comes to snow (an accusation in my own case that's spot on, by the way), it's worth remembering that a lot of the streets and freeways out this side are on hills. And when you mix snow and hills, you get icy chutes that can only be navigated by things like white dragons who have the icewalking ability.
Anyway, rant about ranting aside, the reason there's been a dearth of blogs lately is that very few of us at Paizo have been able to get into the office lately, and as a result, blog writing has kinda been set aside. I'm sitting at home, typing this blog with a blanket on my shoulders and a space heater aimed at my feet, after having ventured outside to snap the following picture. It was while I took the picture that I think I heard that yeti stomping around somewhere. I ain't going back outside till he's been driven off by the local sasquatches, who, of course, aren't coming out until the snow goes away. Stupid sasquatches. You can never trust them to be there when you need them...
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