The temperature hit the high 30s today which made the snow momentarily great for kids. Walking through Riverside Park, watching the kids sledding and building snowmen, I thought of that great Bill Cosby routine, “Revenge,” where Coz gets nailed with a slushball thrown by Junior Barnes, then exacts revenge by crafting his own perfect slushball, made with “little bits of gravel.”
At the W. 87th Street dog run in the park, there was a Bassett hound, draped with a tiny red plaid afghan and lumpily settled in a Red Rider wagon. The other dogs were scampering around, as dogs do in dog runs, and why the Bassett hound was in a wagon, I’m unsure. As bad luck would have it, I was cameraless, so you’ll just have to use your imagination when picturing it.
Walking back, I passed several people finally attempting to move their cars out of the snowed-in spaces they’d been stuck in since the big ol’ snowfall last weekend. Fortunately for carowners, the City occasionally has a heart, and had suspended alternate-side-of-the-street parking rules all week. Of course, you could successfully argue it’s the City’s fault the cars couldn’t move to begin with, since City snowplows were responsible for thoughtfully covering them with five-foot-tall hills of snow.
Other than lots of walking around, it was another lazy day lounging about the homestead. Andie and I busted out the Big Boggle for the first time in awhile, and she beat me by 34 points in 10 games, 225 to 191. My best effort was playing the word “hoagies,” but it just wasn’t enough.