5 am, I open the garage and call for my combatant to arms. Actually I do this by scraping the snow shovel on the ground over and over. I though that was a road warrior-lord of the flies-type call.

My driveway(here forth know as my thunderdome) is filled with a slushy mixture that will melt as soon as the sun comes up. Doesn’t matter, I shovel.

I hear his garage door open, I see that the early hour of our meeting has give me the edge,Huzzah!

The kids going to school choose to walk on my side of the street rather than that icy bog he has on his side. Victory is mine! » Read the rest of this entry «

I get up early, 6 o’clock to see what the nights snow has done to my driveway. He’s out there, in his driveway just milling around. As soon as I start he starts. He was waiting for me. He keeps looking up the street and I cant figure out why.

I hear a few people trudging though the slosh. How would be out at this time, the kids! The kids walking to the school bus. He is cleaning his sidewalk in hopes that the kids will walk on his sidewalk.

I start on my sidewalk but it is too late. You win this battle but the forecast calls for more snow and I know now the rules! » Read the rest of this entry «

It is hard for me to believe that a man with a perfectly good snow blower would revert to a shovel for any other reasons than to try to show me up. That’s what my neighbor did. Somehow I think I might have disrespected his manhood by implying that a fit younger man is a huge pussy for not using the muscles God gave him.

I never said that! I might have thought that though. » Read the rest of this entry «

I’m not sure about the proper etiquette when it comes to snow removal from ones driveway. I grew up in the southwest and it was never an issue. The snow fell last night and a few inches are covering my driveway. I got out the snow shovel and started at it. After a few minutes I hear my neighbor crank up his blower, nice if you have it but I like the exercise. » Read the rest of this entry «