So the Carolina's don't get a lot of snow. (Go figure huh.) But, they do get these crazy things called Ice Storms. I almost looks like snow, but not quite. It falls slowly like snow does, but it looks more like hail. Then when it hits the ground it creates more like this slushy stuff. It's really weird. It's really heavy too. In fact, during a big Ice Storm, thousands of people lose power because the tree branches can't hold the weight and break off onto electric wires.
Snow panic is an annual tradition in the South. We don't get very much of it, therefore its arrival is treated with the same reverence and fear as the announcement that aliens will be stopping by for a visit. Today, Bi-Lo and Ingle's will no doubt be overrun with locals stocking up on bread, milk, beer and white powdered donuts. And when the flurries start early tomorrow morning, drivers will slow down to a crawl, hugging their steering wheels and peering fearfully through their windshields. Despite the self-imposed 5 mph speed limit, there will be about a thousand fender benders on the roads.
I've done some research into it and according to southern customs, tonight, schoolchildren across the state will continue some time-honored traditions. They will wear their pajamas inside-out. They will put an ice cube in the toilet. They will place a white crayon in the freezer. And then go to bed and dream of snowmen. And thanks entirely to their efforts (or so the legends say), when they wake tomorrow morning, there is likely to be SNOW falling.
And without further Ado... Dun Dun Dun...
The Blizzard of 2009...
B-Man didn't care though, it was close enough to snow for him!
