Monday, February 15, 2010

Images from the Nopocalypse

Amid the storm, a family dinner last Wednesday evening to celebrate my fifty-ninth birthday. (I am wearing my Baltimore Sun Blizzard of' '93 commemorative sweat shirt from a preprandial bout of shoveling.)  

The young gentlemen from Trinity Episcopal, Towson, whose youthful musculature, assisted by the decrepitude of several elders, cleared half of Roselawn on Sunday afternoon, from the garage in the background to the intersection with Plymouth Road. (Note the flung clump of snow, upper left.)


  1. "Identifying his errors relieves him of the burden of omniscience."

    Um, I really hate to be the one to point out the fact that you transposed the 'a' and the 'r' in 'wearing', but it makes me feel so much better that someone as erudite and educated as you makes mistakes.

  2. Not at all, not at all. We copy editors are accustomed to identifying and correcting one another's mistakes.

  3. Typo in first caption: should be "wearing" sted "weraing"

    Thanks for the pics!

  4. It would appear that you are approximately one year younger than my father, who was born on 11 February 1950. His 60th birthday will be celebrated on the 20th.

    In preparation for the event (and because I was asked to), I've compiled a trivia quiz on the history of science within my father's lifetime. This will challenge guests to name the years in which various science-related events occurred, and will be a challenging test of general knowledge.

    After the party, I intend to put the quiz online so that everyone can have a go. If you're interested, I can tell you when it's up so that you can either show off your score or else explain to me, with references, why I should have consulted a copy editor for factual checking. (I've done my best to verify everything, honest!)

  5. Virginia MerchánFebruary 15, 2010 at 10:59 PM

    Thank you for the images!
    They're lovely. :)

  6. Gee, my paper only gave us blizzard team baseball caps for the previous blizzard (I think it was the '93 one).

  7. Belated happy birthday!

    That's a lot of snow to shovel — definitely better done preprandially.