Day: November 26, 2002

It’s been snowing for about five hours now. I wonder if that will affect my travel plans for tomorrow. I have to admit, there’s a little part of me that wouldn’t exactly mind being snowed in this weekend. Of course, there’s a bigger part of me that would like to skip work altogether tomorrow and drive to New York before noon.

Anyway, a few snowy Pennsylvania photographs that were left on my digital camera from the last time we had weather like this.

If I don’t get a chance to say so tomorrow, have a happy Thanksgiving.

I think the possibility that I might leave work early tomorrow just went and vanished. I feel a little silly stopping somewhere halfway tomorrow night, staying in a motel for an evening, when I’m only driving about three hundred miles. But I’m not too eager to take what could be a six or seven-hour trip (or more, depending on weather and holiday traffic) after an eight-hour day at work, and the only other option is trying the whole thing from the crack of dawn on Thursday morning. What I’d like to do is take at least half of tomorrow off so I can leave around noon and hopefully get to New York sometime around 8. But, like I said, I think the possibility of that happening — of me getting a chance or the courage to ask, “how would you feel about me leaving early today?” — kind of just disappeared. My boss specificially asked, “You will be in tomorrow, right?”

The fact that I would rather be at home doing laundry should tell you something about my day. And it isn’t that I love doing laundry.

You know, you write just one sketch about naked pirates, and suddenly that’s all you ever see in your referrer logs.