Shoveling Water

Patience is a virtue, right?

Then why is it that we are compelled (sometimes by law) to shovel snow from our sidewalks within 24 hours of a storm, when all you have to do is wait long enough and it will literally melt before our eyes?

I sometimes can't decide if I'm invigorated by the diversion of the activity and the karma of it all, or annoyed by the imposed pressure to get it done before it becomes a block of ice.

I guess there  are consolations.  It is pretty (if only for a while).  There is a sense of accomplishment once it's done.  And my wife can take record photos to show friends wintering in Mexico.

I'm reminded of the enthusiasm of the guy cleaning up after the elephants in the circus.  He'd never give up show business.  Me neither. 

PS, If you look closely, you might be able to appreciate why the business is called No Left Turn.

Balls Out!

Which do you like?

Personally, I'm partial to the old one.

Following on the theme of 'Tradition', I wonder how others feel about the new incarnation of the venerable Times Square New Year's Eve Ball.

When you honor a ceremony that's more than 100 years old, are you doing it justice when you add expensive crystal, computer controlled colorizers, and flashing strobes?  Maybe that's what it takes for the image to register on your cell phone.

Four middle aged men with their ropes and pulleys did pretty well for decades.  After all, if you're fortunate, at the critical second you might be kissing someone.