by Michael S. Kaplan, published on 2005/04/24 13:02 -04:00, original URI: http://blogs.msdn.com/b/michkap/archive/2005/04/24/411465.aspx
Amazing. Last week they had weather that was sunny and in the 70s (some say 80s, a few days).
Yet last night there was enough snow to topple trees down all over the area. In the case of the driveway in front of my parents' house, a huge branch from a neighbor's tree has literally blocked us in. Its too big to try and tow with a car and unless someone has a chainsaw or the fire department can come by, then we may be stuck here.
Yikes!
I thought I had gotten out of the trap that is Beachwood a few years shy of two decades ago. It is a bizarre twist on the notion of the whatever high atop the thing saying "Psyche!" to be trapped here again almost 18 years later.
Like an animal who will knaw off his own leg to get out of the trap, I try to use logic -- I could call a cab to get out!
But where would I go?
I know, I could call a cab to get out and then I could take it to a car rental agency to get a car!
Of course I can't really sleep in the car and I am not leaving until Tuesday.
Wait! I could just I could call a cab to get out and then I could take it to a car rental agency to get a car, get a hotel room.
But what about the Seder?
Aha! I could just I could call a cab to get out and then I could take it to a car rental agency to get a car, get a hotel room, and then I can still go to Seder tonight, right?
Of course I would have to explain why my parents and grandmother were not there. Or actually, I wouldn't, since they have talked to my sister and brother-in-law on the phone and everyone knows why we might be trapped. They'll assume I just bailed when things got tough. Can't really go down that road and have a pleasant Seder at the same time, can I? :-)
Maybe I could call a cab, take it to a car rental agency to get a car, get a hotel room, swing by with the rental and pick everyone up and take them to the Seder. Then everyone gets to be happy.
Hmmm.... they would have to go down the steep driveway in the snow, which is not a picnic. And then go back up it, which is an anti-picnic to say the least.
Oh wait, I would have to do the same thing to go down the driveway. That would be even harder for me.
Damn, I guess I am not going anywhere.
Wait! The city has come by and dragged the tree into the yard (not the neighbor's yard, which fits in with my notion of there being no justice in the universe!).
Never mind, everyone. While I was sitting here whining the problem was solved on its own. I guess I have to try that more often!
I'll post this anyway, it is kind of funny how I managed to have a whole thing right here all on my own (and all for the price of two zuzim).
# Bonnie Beachwood on 4 May 2005 12:59 PM:
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