Okay, it’s official, I am a Wapsi Square addict. I’m sitting here at 8:55 (GMT +3) hitting the F5 key over and over to get a fresh hit after two weeks.
Ain’t addiction grand.
might be a tightly wrapped blanket. it trips you up a lot of the time when you try to get up so that would give him time to be buried while waiting for her to answer the door.
yes.. but a well placed ‘schloomph!’ would help us get the clue, that while she was getting sheet off, pants on, the bell caused an avalanche from the roof…
Come up here during the winter, right now we are at that nasty stage where it goes to -21 and freezes you to bits without actually feeling cold cause it killed your nerves… and you can’t even go sledding cause we don’t get any snow after maybe 3 days and then it crystalizes. and we get this EVERY YEAR. no need to measure but it’s still annoying, and we get all excited when its only -15 and then it feels nice and warm.
It only ever snows when it’s about -3 ish that’s why the Tundra is actually green most of the time and Antarctica is a desert. I envy Monica right now it’s nice and warm at her place, good gloves and a sweater and i’d be right as rain there.
Where is here? And, better yet, why is here?
I was transplanted to the Southern US at an early age, but still have a higher tolerance for cold than most of my friends, there.
Tough to outrun the snow plow discharge it would seem. Or did Bud just poit her snow to Monica’s front yard? Gotta wonder how he rang the doorbell though.
Ha! Looking up the spelling of ‘hieroglyph’ on the Cambridge Dictionary Online, the word of the day:
Perishing adjective ( COLD ) /’per.I.shiŋ/
adj UK informal extremely cold
“Wear your coat, it’s perishing out there!”
“He’s out there in the perishing cold.”
Got six to eight inches in the coastal areas of North Carolina over Sunday. Boss called and told me they are not even going to attempt to open the business until noon today … don’t bother to come in to work before then …
you have to wonder how high that window is off the ground, or how fast the snow is actually falling, for the mailman to get caught like that, especially since it would only take Mon about 30 seconds, (even with the tight blanket idea) to get to the door even less if she decided to *poit* which would explain the missing pants.
Got 23 inches of snow in my little New Jersey town today. Fortunately we kept power and Internet access, so I was able to work from home. Just finished the day. Could Monica POIT over here with some hot chocolate and some head rubs for the poor sick kitty (who will go to the vet first thing in the morning)?
Mailmen deliver mail by foot? Here they’re always in their little mail-mobiles (aka trucks with the steering wheel on the wrong side). It seems to me that our method would be a hell of a better idea in the climates where that kind of snow is possible.
Depends on whether you have a mailbox out by the street or on the front of your house. I have a mailbox and the postman drives up to it, but when that same postman delivers to houses less than two blocks away, he gets out of his mail-mobile and goes door-to-door. The USPS dictates which houses are required to have curbside mailboxes–perhaps the fact that my block doesn’t have sidewalks is a determining factor.
Okay, it’s official, I am a Wapsi Square addict. I’m sitting here at 8:55 (GMT +3) hitting the F5 key over and over to get a fresh hit after two weeks.
Ain’t addiction grand.
Oh, and I love how Monica and Dietzel are fractured in the beveled glass….
Glad you mentioned that, I thought I had a corrupted download.
Are you saying Wapsi is corrupting?
Ah yes, snow jokes. Go with what you know.
Through rain , through sleet . . .
…but not through floods.
Heheheh . The reason I maintain a mailing address on high ground .
the motto of the US postal service is an almost direct quotation of Herodotus’ description of the Persian messenger system
Mentioned by L Sprague deCamp in “An Elephant for Aristotle”.
Not to forget Terry Pratchett in “Going Postal” (didn’t know it was from… the non-motto of the USPS (according to WP))
Anybody we know?
Bring him in and thaw him out!
Well, Monica knows him well enough to take her pants off to greet him…
Good eye!
Is Monica going to go “Postal”?
You sure she was WEARING pants?
Looked like she was. Maybe she pulled a Spooner and took off her pants instead of putting them on as she normally would.
might be a tightly wrapped blanket. it trips you up a lot of the time when you try to get up so that would give him time to be buried while waiting for her to answer the door.
I don’t know, it looks like comfortable sweat pants to me…
yes.. but a well placed ‘schloomph!’ would help us get the clue, that while she was getting sheet off, pants on, the bell caused an avalanche from the roof…
…..and I bet the postman didn’t have to ring twice either.
There is something just soooo satisfying about going barefoot and scanty in a nice warm house while the snow piles up outside!
I’m sorry, I am from Southern California. What is this… SNOW stuff that everyone speaks about? And why would you need to measure it?
We just had the first white xmas in Atlanta since 1883!
Darn this global warming!
You beat me to it. I was gonna mention that.
You do know the difference between weather and climate, right?
Actually, a warmer globe means more moisture evaporation–and more evaporation means that it’s gotta come down more somewhere–as rain, or snow…
Yep. And global warming trends (at least before now) lead eventually to ice ages.
Come up here during the winter, right now we are at that nasty stage where it goes to -21 and freezes you to bits without actually feeling cold cause it killed your nerves… and you can’t even go sledding cause we don’t get any snow after maybe 3 days and then it crystalizes. and we get this EVERY YEAR. no need to measure but it’s still annoying, and we get all excited when its only -15 and then it feels nice and warm.
It only ever snows when it’s about -3 ish that’s why the Tundra is actually green most of the time and Antarctica is a desert. I envy Monica right now it’s nice and warm at her place, good gloves and a sweater and i’d be right as rain there.
Where is here? And, better yet, why is here?
I was transplanted to the Southern US at an early age, but still have a higher tolerance for cold than most of my friends, there.
Up north, Eh.
Say ‘Hi’ to Bob and Doug fer me…;)
How come Monica’s in slacks when the doorbell rings, and in short shorts when she answers the door? Was she expecting Kevin, perhaps?
possibly it was a blanket. she would have left it there when she got up.
Tough to outrun the snow plow discharge it would seem. Or did Bud just poit her snow to Monica’s front yard? Gotta wonder how he rang the doorbell though.
Rang it, THEN got caught?
Monica’s pretty attached and – it would seem – pretty devoted, so she can’t warm up the mailman in the best possible way…
… HOT CHOCOLATE
Poit? Send him to President’s vacation home for a moment then tease him and bring him back before the secret service shoots him.
PBH
On further inspection, is it a real mail man? Or a hieroglyph for ‘one that delivers mail’?
Ha! Looking up the spelling of ‘hieroglyph’ on the Cambridge Dictionary Online, the word of the day:
Perishing adjective ( COLD ) /’per.I.shiŋ/
adj UK informal extremely cold
“Wear your coat, it’s perishing out there!”
“He’s out there in the perishing cold.”
Hmmm….
Looks more like “…delivers like an Egyptian”.
Haha, I was wondering if anyone else was picking up on the mailman’s pose
I have no idea what you’re talking about .
He looks like a meso-American petroglyph.
Somehow I remember seeing this exact joke on a sitcom many years ago. I don’t remember which one.
All of them. It’s a common trope.
Got six to eight inches in the coastal areas of North Carolina over Sunday. Boss called and told me they are not even going to attempt to open the business until noon today … don’t bother to come in to work before then …
Diezel is happy to see him.
Is this a variation on the video of the pizza delivery man?
“Come in and get warm… I know just what to do…”
I’m sure there’ll be quiet the mess when he finally thaws out, though…
“C’mon in and take off your pants, we’ve got fresh coffee and hot soup!”
Oh, hey the postal service man is doing Cactuar
you have to wonder how high that window is off the ground, or how fast the snow is actually falling, for the mailman to get caught like that, especially since it would only take Mon about 30 seconds, (even with the tight blanket idea) to get to the door even less if she decided to *poit* which would explain the missing pants.
Got 23 inches of snow in my little New Jersey town today. Fortunately we kept power and Internet access, so I was able to work from home. Just finished the day. Could Monica POIT over here with some hot chocolate and some head rubs for the poor sick kitty (who will go to the vet first thing in the morning)?
Pablo, my niece lives in St. Paul, and she told me you are about 5 inches short of an all-time December snowfall record out there.
Snowplow strikes again!
Oh my GOD !!! LMAO !!! A welcome relief from all the News Weather comics! (Got to send this to the crazy weather lady at channel 11)
Just wanted to mention, Monica’s short hair cut is particularly nice from the back (Less to get in the way
)
Mailmen deliver mail by foot? Here they’re always in their little mail-mobiles (aka trucks with the steering wheel on the wrong side). It seems to me that our method would be a hell of a better idea in the climates where that kind of snow is possible.
Depends on whether you have a mailbox out by the street or on the front of your house. I have a mailbox and the postman drives up to it, but when that same postman delivers to houses less than two blocks away, he gets out of his mail-mobile and goes door-to-door. The USPS dictates which houses are required to have curbside mailboxes–perhaps the fact that my block doesn’t have sidewalks is a determining factor.
Okay, someone’s gotta say it:
It’s slowly grooving towards us!
Drr… drr… drr.
well they will deliver the mail as long as its still paid time