ok, allow me to squeal like a spoiled infant for a second:
waah.
i’m leaving for 2 weeks in europe and a big gigantic snowstorm is barrelling down on little new york.
so i will miss said snowstorm, literally and figuratively.
i might fly out accompanied by a few stray flakes, but the bulk of the snow will hit as i’m 35,000 feet above the atlantic ocean.
so again, waah.
i love manhattan in a snow storm.
the quiet peaceful streets.
the instant transformation from 21st century metropolis to 19th century towne.
pity the poor traveling musician.
ok, i’m not really looking for sympathy.
but i will miss the snowstorm.
maybe someone will be nice enough to take some pictures and send them to me…
-moby
