We're supposed to get clouted with about a foot of snow over the next day or so and the usual weather hysteria has set in.
You can't find a single egg, gallon of milk or loaf of bread in SW PA as everyone lives on French toast during bad weather. It's ridiculous.
We're just going to have a day or two of difficult driving.
Job opportunity. Next winter storm buy up all the bread or eggs and sell them at a buck an egg or maybe 50 cents a slice of bread. Panicky suburban housewives would pay through the nose for it because they don't how not to. While the screeching would be epic, they'd be screeching while opening their purses.
Fact is this is nothing new. We've had snow here before and will have it again in the foreseeable future. It's snow and when the weather warms up it melts and goes away.
Get over it.
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I remember a while back some guy told me his wife was from a rural Midwest farm and would get snowed in for over a week at a time.
I remember asking him what she does to prepare for snowstorms.
He laughed and said, "She didn't forget where she came from. She's always ready so she just sends me on a beer run."
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