[O.C.T.O.B.E.R. V-26] Time Flies

Yesterday, I talked about fruit flies. Today, I wanted to talk about Time Flies, since I saw some memories on Facebook from nineteen years ago that I wanted to bring up.

Saturday-Sunday, October 25-26: A SNOWSTORM paralyses Lincoln and Omaha, dropping about 13 inches of snow on the cities. Tree branches are broken, snowplows are running late since the big storm was unexpected, and power was lost.

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Catch my drift (#WW)

It’s not “completely” a Wordless Wednesday post, but I have to include a few annotations.

This may be both the first and the last time that I post a selfie that is aimed down at my legs. So enjoy it, all you lifestyle bloggers and Instagrammers that have that as a major staple of your repertoire!

In the drift, with the first of two leg selfies that you will likely never see again.

In the snowdrift, with the first of two leg selfies that you will likely never see again.

"You Are Here." Yes indeed--in the snowstorm!

“You are here.” Yes indeed–here in the snowstorm!

And obviously, I left my bike at the office. Yay for forced walking!

And obviously, I left my bike at the office. Yay for forced walking!

Of course, all of these photos, if I were to post on Instagram, would be tagged #nofilter. But I’ll continue my life sans Instagram.


“Engage!”: 3 days.

NU at Madison: 17 days.

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[M.M.X.I.V. 6] Bonus vacation!

When I flew into Lincoln for my winter break, my plane was delayed by about an hour.  I framed it as a sacrifice so that Casey would avoid the ACTHD (Angry Casey-Travelling Hating Deity… OK, that doesn’t roll off the tongue as nicely as AIRBHG).

At the end of the vacation (i.e. yesterday), my plan was to go to Omaha with Mom, Dad, and Levi, have lunch with my aunts, uncles, and cousins from Omaha, and then to go to Eppley Airfield to fly back to Chicago.

After a slow start to the day, I realized that I didn’t have my signature purple-white-red scarf.  So, we made a detour to the office–search failed!  Another place I might have left it: Valentino’s, which turned out to be where I left it.  But we had insufficient time to pick it up.

Not far away, however, on 84th Street, my phone went crazy with announcements: Ulpan cancelled Monday.  Northwestern closed Monday.  Northwestern women’s basketball game postponed.  Recalling that Southwest Airlines gave me an opportunity to change my flight to another available date and time (some restrictions apply) with no penalty, Mom convinced me to stay in Nebraska another day or two.  So, therefore I postponed my vacation’s end from Sunday at 18:55 to Tuesday at 16:20.  BONUS VACATION TIME!

The rest of the day in Omaha, therefore, was pressure-free.  Unfortunately, half of my Omaha family was not at the lunch, because they were “stuck” on vacation in a tropical locale.  Still, it was good to see whom I was able to see.  We also got some cold-weather implements at Cabela’s, had dinner at The Cheesecake Factory, and dropped Levi off at his house before Mom, Dad, and I returned to Lincoln.  However, the scarf pickup mission failed.  I can get it today or tomorrow!

Interestingly, this is the third time that I have had a school break extended by weather.  The long weekend that ended the first quarter of 1997-98 was super-extended by the October Storm of 1997.  Then, in 2006, my spring break was extended by two days.  Although in both of those cases, I was “in town” with the extension of those breaks.

And, I’ve been attempting to get back into research today.  But it has not been easy, as my mind is in a weird limbo: my break is “technically” over, but because I am still physically in my locale of vacation, my motivation is low.  Of course, this is a difficulty that I must overcome!

The difficulty there is worth it, since I get to spend some extra time in the presence of my parents.  The readers probably know by now that I am a family man.

And tomorrow, I return to Chicago, unless I further anger the ACTHD…


Today is the sixth day of M.M.X.I.V.  That makes six days.


As might be expected by the timing of this post, it refers to the old saying “March–in like a lion, out like a lamb.”  (Or, the other way around.)

Certainly, this time it has come in like a lion.  It has been cold and wintry, at least here in Chicago.  Today, we got a storm that has dumped a significant amount of snow, but at least in the areas of Evanston that I was, they sufficiently cleared the roads such that I felt mostly safe when biking to bring my bike in for a tune-up.  However, I did have a few near-disasters.

Interestingly, I was originally slated to go to the JCFS “Linkages” event.  It’s a pizza-and-karaoke party, that combines various Jewish organizations aimed toward people with mental irregularities, but it was cancelled due to the weather.  This reminds me of Tuesday, February 1, 2011, when a Linkages event was also planned.  That one was knocked out by “Snowmageddon–” the storm that caused chaos on Lake Shore Drive.  This year, the event was zonked by the weather, but somehow I think there’s no Snowpocalypse in store.

It seems that there have been several late-February/early-March storms that have stuck in my mind.  During my sophomore year at UNL, on March 1, a snowstorm hit, knocked out power on campus in the morning, and cancelled classes for that day.  Interestingly, I had a dream the previous night about being late for work… and then waking up at 07:40, an hour later than I would have otherwise gotten up!  In my free time later in the day, I walked to Devaney to watch the girls state basketball tournament.  Unfortunately, the Knights lost to Bellevue East in the first round.

Heading waaaaay back, another winter storm I remember very well was on February 28, 1998.  On this day, I competed in the Lincoln Public Schools spelling bee in my first eligible year, as a fifth-grader.  I was eliminated on the word “tenacity” as I spelled it “tenasity.” Snow began to fall, and I remember that day also for going out to lunch at KFC, and also for soaking a finger in epsom salts that had been drained of pus the previous night.  (Yeah, that was pretty disgusting.)

Well, because of the storm, Mom and Dad were stuck in Omaha upon return, for two whole days!  School was also cancelled in Lincoln, and I think there was mutual tension building among me, my siblings, and the babysitters.  Once Mom and Dad finally got home, we ate dinner at Vincent’s, and that is probably some of the best food I had that year!  (Of course, it’s amazing how intangibles can improve the tangibles.)

Who knows what other lions will come at the beginning of March in the future?  Regardless, the weather need not make your time bad.

I just hope that the roads are cleared tomorrow so that I can ride to the lacrosse game and then Lakeview to have dinner with a friend.  If not, the L is always an option…