Dear City of Richmond, thanks for (not) plowing my street

Dear City of Richmond,

Thanks for not plowing my street – not like I had work today or anything. Not like I’m starting to run out of cigarettes. Not like I’m running out of beer. Not like my roommates had work today, too.

Dear City of Richmond,

Thanks for not plowing my street – not like I had work today or anything. Not like I’m starting to run out of cigarettes. Not like I’m running out of beer. Not like my roommates had work today, too.

I mean, I can see some of the plowed streets about two blocks down. Douglas Dale looks great! Unfortunatly, I don’t live on Douglas Dale.

I, evidently, live on a street unfit for plowing.

Sure, it was 10 degrees last night which turned my adorable little unplowed suburban street from a winter wonderland into an icy hell block, a devourer of cars and work hours.

Sure, I woke up just in time to watch your plow trucks cruise passed my house and douse our streets in the brownish salt which is sure to combat the ice in this < 20 degree weather.

Fun fact, the City actually has an interactive ‘snow plow map’ – unfortunately, it doesn’t appear to be working today. Perhaps this will help blind us to the fact that many of us are doomed to our own personal Superman-like Fortress of Solitudes.

For those of you lucky enough to have dug themselves out from our little 24 hour blizzard, were you able to get to work? Whats the outside world like?