The initial wave of this winter's first "Storm of the Century" is due to arrive overnight, my house is above the 500 foot mark and I've got to be at work in the morning. Due to weekend routes, transportation on Tri-Met isn't an option and neither is calling out for the day. In my line of work management doesn't close the office for something that typically shuts down 95% of all services in Portland. It might sound strange to anyone else who lives in this city but it's the nature of the business.

It's going to be an interesting weekend and I can drive in the snow about as well as any native Oregonian. That means my skills are just a hair about this guy's. A predicament? You could say that. Nothing to do now but hunker down with the last few episodes of Battlestar Galactica's third season. If I don't get lost in the two inches of snow due tomorrow morning and provided my little house isn't blown down in phase two of the storm set to hit on Sunday, I'll be back around here with more of the same next week.

Until then, somehow I think this random You Tube clip is oddly appropriate. I've heard that there's a cleaned-up, broadcast version of The Big Lebowski that has several terrible edits that cover up the movie's numerous f-bombs. I'd never seen so much as two seconds of that cut until someone passed along this:

Finally, here's hoping this is the only Tin Man anyone in the Willamette Valley will come across in the next few days.

Labels: The Big Lebowski, weather