|Homemade and highly unscientific snow gauge|
To be fair, I am aware that this is not how honest-to-meteorology gauges work. They're designed to keep drifting from becoming a factor in measurements. However, as the person who has to walk down the sidewalk where this is? I'm way more worried about 'how high is the snow ON ME?' than I am with 'does this set a record?' measurements. If you look carefully, I thought I was being outrageous marking up to 36 inches on this thing. I just saw a weather model that had us getting 34.7 inches. How utterly ridiculous would that be?
|Starting with a two inch base|
Okay, I disturbed the snow a tad when setting up, but I think it's safe to say, we have two inches of snow on the ground when we start.
|Car - baseline|
|Fireplug - baseline|
There's a very low fireplug down the street from me. It doesn't have a flag on it. It's going to completely disappear, I'm guessing, before I go to bed. The fence next to it is about 2 feet high.
|Street - baseline|
And here's the street. Like in the above shots, you can see that we're starting with some snow. What's going to be problematic is that the snow we have has already been packed down by traffic. Now, this is a side street that won't get plowed until the major arteries are completely clear - which, I'm guessing, may be sometime Thursday or Friday (like, three days from now) and we may be getting a layer of ice in with the storm. This road is going to be pretty scary for a little while. I'm going to be taking the CTA for the next, oh, two weeks if I possibly can.
So here we are. The 11:00 shot of the gauge. I think I'm going to need to toss the iPod in a plastic bag or set it on something closer to the marker. You can't really see that it says "11:00" in this shot.
|11:00 a.m. Gauge|
Just heard on the news that they're expecting 18 foot waves to come off Lake Michigan onto Lake Shore drive. The insane part of me is thinking "I REALLY want to go see that!" I'm honestly trying to figure out if there's a not-terminally-insane way of doing that on the CTA. (Because there's no way I'm moving my car now!)