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hawkeyowa[Back home, Iowa, like most states in the 2,500 mile snowstorm line, have been completely thrashed by waves upon waves of blinding snow. Sure, this winter has been harsh, and the Plains states tend to get plenty of snow, but this is particularly bad. Iowa already had to report that every major highway had ice and snow on it. Snowfall records are almost record-beating.
Of course, this leaves Jack freezing, burrowed in his house, and specifically burrowed under a pile of fleece blankets with his space heater cranked up. Mitch is curled on his couch next to him, and for all anyone knows, Maddie is also burrowed in the blankets, but it's much more difficult to spot her.
Though, one look around his house and it's pretty clear he was preparing for this. There's soup packets and boxes of any number of cracker-related things everywhere, along with another mass of blankets and pillows, and an endless supply of movies he dug up. Unfortunately, all he has to drink is Spring Grove and Olde Main, in which he's chosen the latter to drink. While the weather around town might not be as godawful as the weather back home, Jack is sure acting like it.]
Of course, this leaves Jack freezing, burrowed in his house, and specifically burrowed under a pile of fleece blankets with his space heater cranked up. Mitch is curled on his couch next to him, and for all anyone knows, Maddie is also burrowed in the blankets, but it's much more difficult to spot her.
Though, one look around his house and it's pretty clear he was preparing for this. There's soup packets and boxes of any number of cracker-related things everywhere, along with another mass of blankets and pillows, and an endless supply of movies he dug up. Unfortunately, all he has to drink is Spring Grove and Olde Main, in which he's chosen the latter to drink. While the weather around town might not be as godawful as the weather back home, Jack is sure acting like it.]
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Date: 2011-02-02 05:03 pm (UTC)Hey Jack! Heard about yer little snowpocalypse... I just wanted to check on ya.
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Date: 2011-02-02 05:08 pm (UTC)Oh, thanks. Heard ya got plenty, too. [] Wanna sit down? I'll push the behemoth off the couch.
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Date: 2011-02-02 07:13 pm (UTC)[ He chuckles ]
I also came just to let ya know I'm not dead? ehheh...
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Date: 2011-02-02 07:24 pm (UTC)[]
Weird dog... Anyway. [] Yeah... You're lookin', uh, better. []
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Date: 2011-02-02 08:07 pm (UTC)[ He takes his seat ]
want me to give ya the run down? or we can just talk...
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Date: 2011-02-02 09:14 pm (UTC)[]
Uh, might be best to hear it from ya. I didn't get the whole story. Everyone was freakin' out and Will was hangin' over ya like some Georgian awning or somethin'. Couldn't get more than a sentence outta him.