Sunday, January 24, 2016

You Had One Job, Snow Measuring Person

Original Picture "Tysons Corner, Va. snow total" by William F. Yurasko under Creative Commons License 2.0
The recent snowstorm landed in DC's top 5 but not its top 3. Or did it? The Washington Post is reporting that the people in charge of measuring the official DC total at National Airport may have botched the job. Great, so what happens now? Do we throw the red challenge flag? Can anyone find it in all this snow? Do we have to do the snowstorm over again? Arrrgh!

Saturday, January 23, 2016

Neither rain, I guess just rain...

The Post Office is calling it quits in the region; planning to try again Monday.

Let's Be Careful Out There

There's enough ice to hold a shovel upright. Just a PSA to be careful when shoveling snow, especially for those of us north of 40 years and not in the best of shape. The Washington Post reports the sad story of a 60-year-old man who expired while shoveling this morning. Personally, I am leaning towards just letting it melt.

Fire & Ice

We have been spared the panic-worthy stories for the most part, but they are starting to trickle in.

The Washington Post brings us the picture of some poor sap in Silver Spring who had more than the usual trouble driving in a blizzard.

Name that Storm!

The local NBC 4 Storm Team out of DC predicts that this winter storm will surpass "Snowmaggedon" of February 5 & 6, 2010, the official depth of which they labeled 17.8 inches.

We here at fondly remember that storm. The twins were gestating, a newborn Snowpanic website was getting some traction... but the name is used, and a bit tired.

Today's storm is predicted to be 18 to 24 to 30 inches in the DC Metro area. So what shall we call the current winter storm, East Coast 2016?

Top five suggestions will be put up for a vote.

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Dr. Snowpanic Gets Results!

I noticed a Washington Post article recapping area laws about shoveling your sidewalk. DC gives you a relatively skimpy 8 (daylight) hours after the snow stops falling. The article said that Prince George's County gives you 24 hours. I know, however, that PG gives you 48 hours. This is important, because there are going to be less than 48 hours between the end of last night's inchpocalypse and the onset of the end-of-times snow we're getting this weekend. I am not throwing my back out clearing an inch of snow that's going to be buried under 3 more feet by the end of the weekend.

So I tweeted at the post (my only regret is not using the official Dr. Snowpanic twitter account). And they corrected it! I mean, they didn't mention in the article that they had corrected it, which seems a bit weird, but hey.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

DC gets inch of snow; grinds to a halt

"Lengthy, slow-moving commutes."

Well, thank goodness we never get much more than that.

Closed even if there's no snow!

This Reminds me of a Cathedral The University of Maryland announced that it will be closed Friday through Sunday. Even though the Post says that "it’s not out of the question the snow holds off until Friday evening."
I bet the students who are needlessly missing 8am lectures will be upset...on second thought...

Stop Trying to Make Jonas Happen

Jonas Brothers 5 The Weather Channel got the idea a few year back that winter storms should have names, just like hurricanes. It's not an awful idea, but what is particularly bad about it is that they have appointed themselves name choosers. And they're not good at it. Snowmaggedon is a great name for a storm. "Remember Snowmaggedon?" "Yeah, I was home from school for a week." Jonas is not. "Remember Jonas?" "Yeah, I think I sat next to him in biology class."

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Leave this to the pro...the amateurs, I mean

The Washington City Paper has unveiled a "Snow Panic Index", which they are using to track the upcoming...what do we call it...The Snow Awakens?

I guess I should have registered the domain and the trademark.

Unfortunately, they fall into the trap of pegging their index to the extent to which we should panic, whereas Dr. Snowpanic knows that what really matters is the panic that defies all reason.


Also, is it my imagination, or does the outline of the purple area on the map look like Southern France?

Thursday, March 5, 2015

More Snow Than you can Shovel

The most recent Maryland snow event began this morning just before 8 am. It was several hours late, but just in time for the twins and I to watch it develop over breakfast. Since then, the snow has been falling ceaselessly. At least 4 inches of snow have accumulated at SnowPanic HQ in Bowie, MD as of 4:30pm. It's a dense powdering of tiny flakes -- perfect for skiing, or snow angels.

This late-March snow is likely to be the last of the season in the Mid-Atlantic. At least, so many are  hoping. But snow is so rare that we here at SP HQ focus on thoroughly enjoying it. Since moving here in 1995, I've noticed many more snow emergencies in the last 5 years than in the first 10 I lived here. Since 2010, when SnowPanic was created, we've had snow every winter. Instead of bemoaning it, we bought kids' size snow bibs, sleds, and helmets.

Global cooling? The experts say not, but Mother Earth is long overdue for an Ice Age. Although SnowPanic's official position is that 97 out of 100 climate scientists can't be wrong on the facts of global warming, this increasing frequency and snowfall must make one wonder if 230+ years of polluting the earth (counting from the invention of the coal-burning steam engine) isn't provoking a wintry response from the misunderstood biosphere. No matter what humans can do, Earth can go one better, usually.

And looking at the tiny flakes falling thick as fog outside--coating every fence line, each suburban roof, the remaining brown leaves--I think the frozen scene is better: the clean air is just in time for kite season; the hydrated earth will burst forth in petal-drenched spring, just in time for the Equinox.

For now, it's indoor activities, coloring pages, baking cookies, board games, hot chocolate, crafts, warm winter naps, and the promise of sledding tomorrow.

-- Christina