Killer Queen in General

  • Feb. 3, 2015, 3:56 a.m.
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She keeps Moët et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet ‘Let them eat cake,’ she says
Just like Marie Antoinette
A built-in remedy
For Kruschev and Kennedy
At anytime an invitation
You can’t decline
-Queen, “Killer Queen”

I’m in a weird headspace right now. Three snowstorms in a week and no where to put the snow. The piles out front range from 6 to 12 feet high.

I pulled out the white Knight card when I heard tires spinning and went to the door to check. The mother of a small child across the street got stuck trying to back through the “berm” - the pile the snow plows pile at the end of your driveway.

I sighed and went and got dressed for the weather. 2F with a thirty knot wind blowing out of the north. I wrap two scarves around my neck and face, tuck the top scarf under my ski goggles, Wrapped up tight I ventured across the street as people started showing up. We pushed her car back into the driveway and I used my snow blower to clear the driveway. Heading home I saw a girl (woman really - but at my age almost every female I see I think of as a girl) struggling against the wind to clear her driveway - her car sitting on the side of the street with the hazards on. I thought “what the hell, the ‘blower is all warmed up, why not?

So I cleared their drive, then the next closer neighbors.

Karma is an amazing thing.

I had promised someone something, and that required me going to the store. I got stuck going through the berm to get to the main drag. A dude in a Jeep offered to push me through, and I accepted.

I got to the store, made my purchase. Popped it in the mail. Got stuck going into my garage. Two people I don’t know arrived and helped me get the car into the garage.

It is 2300 - and I am going out to clear my driveway again, and if I see anyone struggling, I will most certainly be assisting.

I look forward to the melt and beach season.

I have yet another incipient infatuation. And you know who you are.

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