Yvgeny and I Just Can't

Yvgeny Plushenko and I both came so close.  He had two skates left.  I had one day before vacation.  We got through the long, hard slog, but we just couldn't.

His downfall

I couldn't get out of my driveway.  Many ins-and-outs of the car later, I'm on the road, which is blocked by an abandoned van, flashers on.  Manage to get around the van, and my in-law's one-way street is blocked off by cops and and flares.  So, I go down side streets, where another van is stuck on an incline.  No one can get past.  Ditch the car in a snowbank and walk Tootie Pie to in-laws.  Now, of course, I am stuck in the snowbank, more ins-and-outs, and get the car moving, but there's not enough space on the road and I must stop to let oncoming traffic pass, and, wouldn't you know it, I get stuck.  Turn around, drive off, only to get diverted again by cops in the wrong direction from work. 


My obstacle to overcome

Has there ever been a clearer sign from God?  I am completely convinced that something bad was going to happen if I went in to work.  Last year, on this day, Tootie Pie had a dental emergency.  Today, I was dressed in my pink, I only had to survive seven hours, and I just could not do it.  I really want my DeBlasio vote back, let me tell you.  Was there a Libertarian or Green Party candidate that I should have known about, because this guy is bungling the snow major-bigtime.