G O O D F R I E N D S
By the time we reached Nayland's on Saturday for poker & cigars the first snow of the Blizzard of '09 was just beginning to fall. By the time we left six hours later six to eight inches had accumulated, which we trudged through to the subway. mud and I were out in the actual blizzard twice more later that evening to see a late cabaret show on 42nd St. I can see why the eskimos have fifty words for snow, this snow was very dry and frozen, a light powder that would blow around easily into drifts, not sticking (even making snowballs was difficult). But later, with driving winds of 30 mph, you couldn't even face into it, it felt like hundreds of tiny... well, icicles hitting your face. I almost got frostbite in the minute and a half it took me to hail a cab at midnight (thankfully successfully -- there were few available ones on the streets, and a lot of cars were spinning their tires and skidding in the accumulation that the city snowplows weren't keeping up with).
From left to right, naylandblake, Jeff/hammerride, Ed/tycho_anomaly, mudcub