Showing posts with label Columbus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Columbus. Show all posts

10 February 2008

A Near-Indy/Columbus Experience

As I was at the front gate this morning, getting ready to leave for St John’s, I happened to look up and saw what looked like a small flock of Canada geese flying north! The birds were basic black (the sun hadn’t come over the ridge yet), but they were flying in basically a V formation, they had long necks, and their wing flapping looked a bit awkward, like Canada geese...

20 January 2008

Brrrrrrrrrr!

The weather station is reporting a roasty-toasty 35.9° F.

OTOH, in Columbus, it’s 9.0°, -4.2° with the wind chill; Indy is even nicer: 3.0°, -12.5° with the wind chill. By comparison, Atlanta is 25.0°, 14.8° with the wind chill.

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Listening to: Peter, Paul and Mary - Blowin’ In the Wind
via FoxyTunes

06 December 2007

Goofiest 404 Error Ever?

A friend of ours in Columbus is a member of The Potter’s House Church of God, and sings in the choir. Part of the church's ministry is broadcasting their Sunday services on TV, which they subsequently make available on the Web. Wanting to hear Stan and the choir last night, I clicked on the TV link and then on the Last Week Service video link, and got something looking more or less like this, except the number last night was 404 (I’m kicking myself for not grabbing a screen shot last night…):



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Listening to: Keith Emerson - I Saw Three Ships
via FoxyTunes

05 December 2007

First Snowfall in the Corporation

It started before 1:30 this morning, and by 9:00, there was 4" of snow on top of the Rav4 (awfully good thing we got to Hertz Saturday and traded in the Honda for the Rav…). Stan did get Brett to the airport on time, however.

We debated driving up Hilliard-Rome Rd. vs continuing on Broad St. to 270, and turned onto H-R behind an Ashley Furniture delivery truck; hey, if a vehicle that size can make it, so can we, right?

Ha!! As soon as we got onto H-R, we slowed to less than 5 mph. As soon as we could, we turned around and got back on Broad St. Traffic on northbound 270 was going about as slowly as it had been on H-R, but what is a mother to do?

All the excitement seems to have been gawkers at a van and a Freeway Patrol vehicle parked on the left shoulder up near Cemetery Rd., sitting there doing nothing. Ho hum.

We passed a little field with spruce-looking trees at the back, and the bare-bush screen in front. The field was under snow, the trees had the perfect Christmas tree snow look, and the bushes in front had every branch topped with snow. Where’s the husband with camera when you need him???

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Listening to: Miles Davis - Blue Christmas
via FoxyTunes