There was definitely some “stoogish” behavior going on with this snowfall last night.
The Weather folks were so snakebit after yesterday that they all seemed afraid to actually predict anything. It was almost sad to watch them quiver and hint that there might be “a dusting of frozen precip.”
I hate to admit it, but that goober Tim Ross may finally have it right. He’s just asking for people west of Nashville to email him if it’s snowing. Genius! Or maybe savant…that’s all I’ll give him.
But the Coup de Grace,* was the automated Metro Schools phone call that came at 4:45 to say that schools were cancelled. Even though everybody knows to get up at normal time and watch Snowbird. I swear I could hear Pedro Garcia telling RUABelle in his best Curly impersonation, “Wake up and go to sleep!”
So we did.
*which I learned this weekend should always be pronounced “coo de grays” not “coo duh grah.” The second pronunciation is like “foie gras” and literally means “blow of fat.” I don’t think that’s what most people are talking about. Unless you’re into that sort of thing…