My daughter caught me attempting to come to a nonverbal understanding with the city snowplow driver. Did he read my story in Milwaukee Magazine about how hard it is to plow cul-de-sacs?
UPDATE:
The City of Franklin did an excellent job clearing my cul-de-sac yesterday -- including some precision work inches from the mailboxes and fireplugs without inflicting any damage. (The crew also had to deal with one of my neighbors coming out to complain that too much snow was being dumped on her property.)
The two-man, two-truck crew spent a total of 38 minutes in my cul-de-sac: Franklin has 211 cul-de-sacs. You do the math, as they say.
I love this pic! SprawledOut is the man!
Posted by: JustShake | February 02, 2011 at 08:23 PM
That's my daughter's photographic eye at work - she deserves all the credit.
Posted by: John Michlig | February 02, 2011 at 08:52 PM
I feel for ya brother, I'm on a cul-de-sac, as well. I'm just thankful my mail box is still standing. Did I just jinx myself?
I agree, your daughter does have a great photographic eye.
Posted by: Fred Keller | February 05, 2011 at 03:30 PM
Cul-de-sucks.
Posted by: Scott Thinnes | February 05, 2011 at 05:49 PM
Thanks, Fred.
And, yes, Scott - - these kind of roads "cul-de-suck" for the city during snow emergencies.
Posted by: John Michlig | February 06, 2011 at 07:25 AM