tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post1994579613009964935..comments2024-03-18T23:25:55.606-04:00Comments on PUMPKINROT.COM: The Blog: SnowRothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11329750481399948095noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-38900350473281622542010-02-07T07:11:02.570-05:002010-02-07T07:11:02.570-05:00Come on now, everybody knows that the only thing y...Come on now, everybody knows that the only thing you can do when it snows, is sit around and drink milk and eat bread. ;)Grimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05369930481493283849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-73442028195404396742010-02-05T21:49:42.237-05:002010-02-05T21:49:42.237-05:00In Washington State we just ship them all to Arizo...In Washington State we just ship them all to Arizona. It's the stay-at-home-mom's blocking the aisles talking about Jimmy's grades and Sally's dance recital that makes me do what my husband calls "Angry Jazz Hands".<br /><br />I got no gripe with the old-timers. They've seen enough crap in their lifetime.~Scout~https://www.blogger.com/profile/17003829977595774026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-58644559923014338472010-02-05T14:47:20.696-05:002010-02-05T14:47:20.696-05:00Who needs food? When it snows I just slip into a p...Who needs food? When it snows I just slip into a pleasant torpor and consume anyone who happens by...Jonhttp://jonglassett.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-6143808426984612422010-02-05T13:23:30.436-05:002010-02-05T13:23:30.436-05:00I usually wait until there is a couple inches of s...I usually wait until there is a couple inches of snow on the ground, then I go out driving around to get my stuff. I grew up driving in snow so it is second nature to me.<br /><br />Then again I have been told I am not right in the head....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-21409224732197963842010-02-05T13:10:26.107-05:002010-02-05T13:10:26.107-05:00I love that song already : )I love that song already : )Rothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11329750481399948095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-80408443122948050372010-02-05T13:08:19.379-05:002010-02-05T13:08:19.379-05:00These 2 radio DJs in Los Angeles have very strong ...These 2 radio DJs in Los Angeles have very strong opinions about old people(jokingly, of course). They think we should eat them. They also composed a song called "Eat All The Old People". Here is a lyric:<br /><br />"You gotta eat all the old people!<br />shove em in an oven!<br />Eat all the old people<br />tell em that you love em..."<br /><br />and on and on. lol.It has a Beastie Boys tune to it. Anyway, I heart the old people, but I see your frustration.Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02543883212378785104noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-60666721515224210752010-02-05T11:44:49.370-05:002010-02-05T11:44:49.370-05:00Yeah...Powerball just came to New Jersey and the l...Yeah...Powerball just came to New Jersey and the lines were out the door this morning -majority of older folk. EACH of them had a story to tell the cashier about what they would do with the money.NoahFentzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16857583831392830732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-73640082707349548852010-02-05T09:17:13.643-05:002010-02-05T09:17:13.643-05:00I usually have a few days worth of stuff in the ho...I usually have a few days worth of stuff in the house, and usually dont bother hitting the store before a storm. But like you, I was out of everything, and had to go last night. Man, what a pain. The lines were like a half-hour long.NecroBoneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08808789204019555560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784285653010648547.post-4582397246360997502010-02-05T08:34:26.511-05:002010-02-05T08:34:26.511-05:00bleh. don't you love that? There should be win...bleh. don't you love that? There should be windows of time where only poor working stiffs get a couple of hours to do all the things they can't while slaving away in corporate hell.crudedoodle.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06394418563830966718noreply@blogger.com