When you're alone and it's getting kinda snowy, well good luck getting... Dahntahn.

You'd think us yinzers ain't used to da snah in dahntahn Picksburgh (Google translator- You would think the people in the city of Pittsburgh are not accustomed to the snow... in January, I might add)

That's right. It's snowing. In January. In Pittsburgh. Is anyone surprised by this? Apparently, yes, they are so shocked that they all had heart attacks at the wheel and decided to curl up and die on the parkway. Oh, wait, no, we moved at about 5 miles an hour. Unfortunately, the road crews are once again completely caught off guard (they've only been predicting this for about 3 days) and while they could have attempted to prep the roads in advance, they decided panicking during rush hour is better. Sometimes I really love Pittsburgh (a "Where's Dahnny Iris" (Donny Iris) chant introduced The Clarks at the Winter Classic), but I simply cannot even begin to like it just a little whenever it snows. (Speaking of snow, the two days that we wanted it to be cold and snowing, it decided to be relatively mild and raining... take that, NHL, see if you ever want to shove that Winter Classic into our city again)

So Pittsburgh is located on the northern part of the east coast... that basically spells snow and ice and sleet for at least 4 months of the year (if we're lucky). Last year, we went through the terrifying experience of Snowpacolypse... let's review the photos, shall we?

This is the street where I live. Notice the snow. Notice the like 2 freaking feet of snow. However, still not as bad as some places get it. Yet we have no places to put it, even though I would have volunteered my yard. And throwing into the river is apparently out of the question, even though we have three of them.

Now, we as 'Burghers tend to panic at the first flake and stock up on bread and toilet paper. When word was out that billions of flakes were about to fall and take over the world Pinky and the Brain style, the supermarkets were the first casualty...

...or maybe it was just a really good sale?

Based on how yinzers stock up on supplies for a little snowstorm, we're going to be the only ones left during the zombie apocalypse. Plus, perhaps we'll be able to create a barricade out of the lawn chairs that we set out to reserve parking spaces... or prime spots during parades. We like parades.

I hate the snow. Most of my friends hate the snow. But now, I would like to introduce the only one I know who is happy whenever it snows....

Isn't she a cutie?