Waiting for baseball
by Monty Stagner
Mar 12, 2008 | 0 0 comments | 3 3 recommendations | email to a friend | print
What is up with this weather? I sat in my house with three shih Tzus in my lap this last weekend remembering the thought process I went through when deciding to move back to my old Kentucky home from the frozen state of Minnesota.

I have been trapped in a blizzard with the temp of 20 degrees below zero for three days. I have worked at huge car dealerships that had acres and acres of cars but the customer always wanted to look at the farthest one from the showroom during a snowstorm. I have sat for hours stuck in a ditch in the middle of the night hoping and praying someone would come along before I froze to death to pull me out or shoot me.

None of these things inspired me to move.

I lived in a small town where you couldn’t park on the east-west streets the first 24 hours after a snow, and then the north-south streets the second 24 hours. If your car was on the wrong street (even in front of your house) it was towed and then cost $50 to recover.

I never really got into the “snow rhythm” so I had to budget a couple of hundred bucks a month during the nine months of winter for auto extortion. I’ve been in weather so cold your lungs burned like fire and the hair in your nose froze and broke. Do I even need to talk about “snot-tites”?

During the winter, if you forgot to plug in your car engine heater with the extension cord, don’t even bother trying to start it. Did I consider moving? Nope. And the worst part of it all? The local people wouldn’t acknowledge it was cold. Or that the three feet of snow was inconvenient.

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