While many scribes are already back on the beat, we decided to check in TWT’s White House correspondent Joseph Curl, mainly because he lives waaaaay out by Warrenton, Va. He told us a tale that could elicit sympathy if it wasn’t just a tad funny.
In short, Curl’s been shoveling for days.
But let’s hear it in his own words:
“I’ve been shoveling for three days now. We got 27 inches of snow, which means it take three scoops just to clear a 3-foot by 3-foot patch of driveway. The driveway’s 400-feet long. That’s 1,200 feet of shoveling, times eight feet wide (someone out there, figure out the volume of THAT!). It’s all pointless, though. At the end of the driveway begins a quarter-mile gravel road out to what my dad would call ‘the hard road.’
“On Day 2, a plow couldn’t even make it onto the gravel road because the VDOT rig had left a five-foot wall of snow at the main road. On Monday, we dug a hole in the wall. My house is at the end of a quarter-mile gravel road. Our plow guy got stuck, so I’ve been digging him out over and over. This is now my full-time job (went to sleep around 9 to rest up for a full day of shoveling). New plan: front-loader coming in.
“By 2 p.m. Tuesday, I’d made it to the end of the driveway, and some neighbors got the guy with the front-loader to scoop a path down the gravel road. Freedom!”
“Right now, at 4 p.m., the first flakes of what is expected to be 10-20 inches of snow are just beginning to fall. I might be dug out by the spring. Really not looking forward to more shoveling. Whole body aches. Who needs weight rooms and treadmills? I’m sure I’ve lost five pounds just shoveling. But then again, I may drop dead at any moment.”
(FishbowlDC wishes Curl a safe, upcoming, alleged snowstorm.)
> Update: A friend tells Curl he moved 7,200 cubic feet of snow. In other words, he says, “All I know is it was a f–kload of snow.” Indeed.