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When I was younger, I used to do a snow dance the night before a predicted snowstorm so that school would be canceled. Yes, I'm talking about the one where you wear your pajamas inside out and dance around like an idiot. It seemed stupid even at a young age, but there was no way you were going to be the one who didn't dance and made everyone go to school. No fucking way.
Nowadays, my version of a snow dance is being cynical about the actual amount of predicted snowfall, as if to say to Mother Nature, "Do it, YOU WON'T." And boy, did she prove me wrong yesterday. We were .10 inches away from being the largest snowstorm in New York City's history, with a whopping total of 26.8 inches measured in Central Park. That's almost half my height, which is mind-boggling to me. I mean, the amount of snow in these pictures was from the pre-blizzard snowfall. THIS WASN'T EVEN THE START OF THE BLIZZARD.
But now that the snow has stopped falling, excuse me while I run outside and jump facedown in a massive snowbank. Hope everyone hit by the snowstorm is staying warm and safe.