How was the first blizzard in the country for you?
One reason why I am a skinny bitch is that I don't own a snow blower. All my hill-billy neighbors have them.
I helped rescue a Honda driver named "Chuck" who got stuck. Front wheel drive isn't good enough with snow and hills. Kinda funny because it was at my corner intersection.
Renold's Hills is a country road that is a one way in and a one way out that leads to a bunch of 3 season cabins or "Camps" as they say in Vermont. I have not been able to check them out because at a certain point it is clearly marked "private property" so I don't want to give an excuse to get shot.
So I find out one of my neighbors is a gun nut. What I find interesting is that he does not hunt, so might I ask if he loves animals, and he does because he has dogs which one of them is a rescue, what does he shoot at? LOL.
Kinda funny because he is a really big guy, kind of monster sized, with a beard that looks hill billy.
So Westchester County just north of NYC was quickly declared a state of emergency. I called one of my co-workers to find out about scheduling, and my luck that no nuclides were required from my cyclotron, so Monday I called in for a vacation day.
Tuesday the patient scheduled canceled, so I took another vacation day.
So the culture here is odd, or maybe I'm the odd one. The houses are small and that of a blue collar working class neighborhood, but even so many or most have 2 car garages, but none of my neighbors actually park any of their cars or trucks in their garages, and I'm the only one that parks their car in their garage.
Know that in hill-billy fashion each house has mucho cars. Unlike Calvin-August all of they are running and are registered. You know what they say, "You know you are a hill-billy when half the cars you own don't run." This was me out on Long Island.
So I spent lots of time shoveling snow. Good thing I have a small driveway and a short walkway to the curb with now sidewalk around the front and side (corner house). As soon as I shoveled the driveway, I had to reshovel the front, so it was front to side.
It was pretty, but the wind backfilled where I had shoveled, and the City's plowing was performed well.
You see I live literally one house away from the end of the City of Peekskill, there is a buffer zone that is Dickey Brook that runs behind my back-backyard, and then a town Called Bucannon. This nest of three season cabins is Bucannon.
So Chuck will give me a tour of Renold's Hills sometime. This way I can avoid getting shot.
BTW Blue Mountain Preserve has a part that is a shooting range (guns). How hill-billy is that?
Indoors I performed "tube-rolling" on my two Mark Sampson era Matchless amps. Tube rolling is changing out tubes, because each is kinda hand built with individual properties, and in these amps all of them interact.
Know that I am a "cork sniffer," tube snob, and a bottle-head of sorts with a collection of NOS vintage tubes from around the world. Since this is a Leica site I think you can understand why I favor Germain Telefunkin 12AX7's for their precision and low noise, Amperex Bugle Boys for their top end, Mullards for their smooth mids. The NOS American Tubes and the Cold War era Russian tubes are mighty sturdy.
You can get really crazy with this stuff and I am.
So change a tube, power up, and make noise in the basement.
Also know that the tone controls on Matchless amps are all interactive, and I liken the experience of dialing in and tube rolling akin to jetting a 4 barrel carb that is a double-pumper. Mucho tweaking and fun.
These are two amps that I bought off EBAY about 15 years ago, they are worth bout double the price I paid for them, but I never see them listed ever anymore.
Mark Sampson was a drag racer who decided to build Vox amp clones because the OEM Vox amps had a reputation for overheating and catching on fire. He elevated the build quality to Mil-Spec and he created and started the boutique guitar amp industry.
My Matchless Lightning features "Shower Curtain Black" covering which is rare, special/custom order, and looks garish. Kinda my style, meaning loud in a different manner.
So anyways I love these amps. Perhaps "Maggie" does not like them, as she suggests that I should sell some of my gear since I have so much.
So I made the snowstorm into a 4 day weekend, I made a new friend (Chuck), and I learned my one neighbor is a gun-nut. It was like a snow vacation.
You should note that my neighborhood is a maze of dead ends. I see people turning around at my intersection all the time.
Met the UPS driver. He had a parcel for "Maggie" a gift from a luxury company, and had to return clothes that were lent to her from an UBER luxury brand.
Some stainless steel guitar screws came so I dressed out this replica 1949 Fender Esquire with a "Snakehead" headstock (3 on a side tuners, very unusual for Fender) made of worm eaten old barn pine with a distressed white nitro lacquer finish. The slot oval headed screws are period correct and really dress up the guitar.
I know this gets to a point where it is like the Mock-U-mentry "This Is Spinal Tap," but for so many including me this kinda stuff adds lots of meaning.
In the end the snowstorm was peaceful and relaxing. For content we shot in our back-backyard. EZ-PZ.
Take note that the weatherproofing on the SL2 was wonderful. No worries about messing up the camera. Also I can shoot with gloves on. The ergonomics are that great.
I shot some MM shots with my 28 Cron to dovument the house. I also loaded back the batteries into my SL2-MOT film camera to get that going again.
11 months and 2 days till I retire. I am so relaxed.
"I only come to work to rest," I say.
BTW if I went into work Monday I would have been stranded. Metro North stopped running at 3:00 PM.
Calvin-August