ChristopherRobin
Well-known Member
I believe the year was March, 1999. I live in the south burbs of Chicago. It was around 6:00 a.m., and I was standing near the kitchen window, doing dishes and listening to WGN. The kicker part of this is, there was nothing unusual in the forecast. Suddenly, I couldn't even see my deck. A whiteout blizzard came absolutely out of nowhere. And right then the power went out. I had to call in sick at work because at that time, I couldn't get my garage door open with no power because the side door was stuck shut, and I kept putting off getting it fixed. It also got really cold, fast. So the only thing I could do was get under a quilt with my cat. I thought I'd go nuts. Then a friend called me and said it would be 3-4 days before we would get the power back. I stuck it out the first day, and then the second day I bolted to a hotel, after taking my cat to the vet to board. I took hot shower, and went to Traverso's for what turned out to be the best hot cheese pizza I ever had, because I hadn't had anything hot to eat in 24 hours.
Anyway, you have my sympathy, because it is HOT.
Anyway, you have my sympathy, because it is HOT.










Did you ever hear the one about the traveling salesman...Then, there is the one where you come down South to avoid ALL the HEAT...)!