Powder Keg Panic in the Big Apple
Alright alright settle down chuckleheads. Jinx here reporting live from… well not *live* live 'cause I ain't about to freeze my blue piggies off. But you get the gist. This ain't Piltover anymore folks. It's a snow pocalypse courtesy of Mother Nature throwing a hissy fit. Apparently the Northeast is currently buried under a mountain of the white stuff. Like 'Powder' levels of white if you catch my drift. Cities are shutting down faster than you can say "Fishbones." I bet Vi's wish she was here She would be useful to clear the snow off roads and maybe would get off my back for a little bit.
Flights Grounded Dreams Crushed
Speaking of shutting down seems like travel plans have gone kaput faster than my patience with Powder's moping. Thousands of flights are canceled. You know flights? Those things that *fly*? Well not today buttercups. And don't even *think* about hopping on a bus or train. They're all grounded too. Which reminds me I need to find somewhere else to go the power is out and I can't recharge my Zap Gun. Oh the irony. Speaking of irony if you are looking for an interesting read on another disaster check out US Job Market Defies Expectations A Closer Look at Januarys Surge. It is about unexpected events just like what's happening now with the storm
Powerless and Peeved
Here's the kicker. All this snow isn't just pretty to look at (if you're into that sort of thing weirdo). It's also knocked out power for like a bazillion people. Okay maybe not a bazillion but hundreds of thousands. Which means no TV no lights and worst of all no way to charge my gadgets. Seriously how am I supposed to cause mayhem without a fully charged Zap Gun? This is a conspiracy I tell you. A conspiracy by… uh… the Weather Gods! Yeah that's it. They're trying to nerf me.
Shovels and Snowplows to the Rescue or Not
The bigwigs are scrambling to clear the streets throwing everything they've got at this snowmageddon. Snowplows shovels even recruiting random Joes off the street to dig themselves out. Good luck with that. Me? I'd rather build a giant snowman and name it Fishbones Jr. At least that would be entertaining and slightly less pointless.
The Bomb Cyclone Cometh
They're calling this a "bomb cyclone." Sounds dramatic right? Makes me wanna set off a few of my own bombs just for kicks. But apparently it's just a fancy way of saying the storm got supercharged. Like me after a sugar rush. Except instead of blowing up buildings it's just… snowing a lot. Lame.
Stay Cozy or Go Crazy
So what's the moral of the story? Stay inside stay warm and try not to go completely bonkers. Stock up on snacks find something to watch (if you have power) and maybe build a fort. Or you know just embrace the chaos and start a snowball fight. Just don't blame me if you get frostbite. I warned you.
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