Waiting For The Collapse
Forecaster said to expect three to four inches to fall on the hillside today. Maybe a dusting to an inch in town. Uh huh. We live in town, and so far at least four inches of snow have fallen here, for a seasonal total in Anchorage of about eleven feet. Yes feet. Oh, the science of forecasting. Like red blouses on Bonobos be skeptical. Be very very skeptical.
I half expect the roof covering the deck on the house across the street to collapse any time now. Actually, the whole house may go if the roof isn’t shoveled, and I mean soon. It’s an old stick frame ranch with 2×4 construction, which overall appears pretty shabby. One of the walls on the attached carport doesn’t look like its very plumb anymore, like its been forced slightly outward. We built a cantilevered roof over our deck a couple years ago but I bet you could park a 797 Cat on it with no worries. Last week a few miles from here the roof on a large church collapsed. Fortunately nobody was inside. In a news report some people claimed they were just about to go inside. Trying to exaggerate their brush with death I suppose. They say God works in mysterious ways.
Left and right structures used to be connected.
