Posted on 12/18/2019 11:15:27 PM PST by be-baw
He was great dissing Crooked Hillary too and the SF beaches should be closed along with the fishing industry there.
The Hill can barely hide their contempt for Trump and supporters.
That sounds like a BRUTAL experience. Just BRUTAL.
Funny about the rations :)
Dont know Wellersburg mountain but I’ve got one for ya - 31 & 30 between Somerset and Breezewood ... in an ice storm ... pulling a set of double trailers.
In SE PA we have 4 equally spaced seasons with the requiste weather patterns. Springtime is breezy and fresh. Summer is long and hot. Fall is brisk and clean with one or two Indian summers thrown in. Winter is blessedly short with just the right amount of snowy weather. We get tremendous summer storms and the occasional nor’easter but for the most part we are safe from catastrophic weather events.
Depends on where you are....in and around Evansville....not so much.
Pretty familiar with it. The ‘back way’ to Somerset takes you through Berlin. I was just up there a few years ago, near the Flight 93 Memorial.
We literally slid sideways to a stop at the gas pumps of some convenience store in downtown Pittsburgh about 10 PM. The clerk must have thought we had escaped the nuthouse - both doors flew open with a bang, and we all spilled in at once, pointed toward the back counter, and yelled in unison, “HOT COFFEE!” LOL We gassed up, and slowly crawled our way out of town, with a half dozen cups of hot coffee and three different kinds of baked goods. A drive that usually took an hour and forty-five took three with all the snow and icy roads, but by God, at least we were warm, gassed up, wide awake, and full of banana nut muffins. LOL
lol
But driving for 3 hours on ice takes a mental toll.
I used to drive a cab and there were some nights like that when i did it.
Hated them.
The baked goods sounded like they were tasty :)
6 coffees. Wow.
Hell, what do you think it does to you physically in an '81 Chevette with four people and surplus military gear stuffed inside? And 6 coffees were nothing. We each had one down our gullets as soon as they cooled enough to sip. (I think there may have been some hot chocolate in play as well, now that I think about it.) Like I said, that car was on fumes when they picked me up. Nobody knew their way around Pittsburgh well enough to find a gas station open that late on Christmas Eve. We had to shut the engine off in between our scamperings to conserve gas while we tried various ways of reorienting ourselves and getting guidance from taxi drivers. It was a cop who bailed us out direction-wise, and we were frozen blue when we saw the canopy lights of that convenience store's pump island. You'd think Pittsburgh on a holiday eve would be bustling, but the ice and snow had the sidewalks rolled up. It was also bitter cold, IIRC. You live in NYC. You know that weather.
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