Monday, January 26, 2015

Watch the Northeast Blizzard Live on EarthCam

Posted By on Mon, Jan 26, 2015 at 2:57 PM

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With much of the Northeast under official blizzard and winter storm warnings from the National Weather Service, tens of millions of people are hurrying to prepare for what officials are calling a "potentially historic" storm set to descend on the region Monday-Tuesday, Jan. 26-27.

According to The New York Times, near hurricane-force winds are expected along the coast as upwards of three feet of snow may fall on a 250-mile stretch of the country from New Jersey to Maine. 

"This will most likely be one of the largest blizzards in the history of New York City," said Mayor Bill de Blasio, who ordered the city's streets cleared of non-emergency vehicles no later than 11 p.m., Monday, Jan. 26.

Meanwhile, the governors of New York, New Jersey, Connecticut and Massachusetts—which are also under coastal flood watches—declared states of emergency ahead of the storm, which has also prompted the closure of public school systems and government offices, travel bans and the cancellation of about 2,700 flights across the region.

Maybe it's morbid curiosity, maybe it's concern or schadenfreude, but you can satisfy your weather voyeurism by watching the storm develop live from a multitude of webcams stationed around the Big Apple and other major East Coast cities.

EarthCam hosts the video feeds, some of which pan toward different angles and include sound. Click here for your bird's-eye view of the Blizzard of 2015.

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Friday, November 21, 2014

Mr. Cope’s Cave: Diary Dipping

Posted By on Fri, Nov 21, 2014 at 10:30 AM

Dear Diary Monday:

Let’s see, what’d I do today? Not much, I can tell you that. Finished up the blog this morning and sent it over to Mr. Editor’s cave. That didn’t take long. Had it 95 percent done Saturday anyway. Did the other 5 percent Sunday. By this morning, all I had left to do was stare at the words for a half-hour or so to see if any mutant logic spiders come jumping out. I hate it when those bastards show up after I’ve already beamed it in. I’ve missed a few of 'em over the years, and let me tell you, 'tain’t no fun to get a call from your editor telling you, “Hey a**hole, this s*** you sent doesn't make any f***ing sense.”

Then, thought about dressing up real warm and going outside, but couldn't come up with any good reasons. What was I going to do out there?… check the neighborhood for polar bears? Thought about starting Friday’s blog so I wouldn't have to worry about it later. Only didn't want to sit down and write. Kept thinking about that mountain of leaves I’d left piled up on the front yard when the damn snow hit. Then the damn cold. Looks like there’s a dead mastodon under all that snow. May be Easter before I can get rid of those bastard leaves. I hate winter. Just f***ing hate it.

Dear Diary Tuesday:

Have found that without the ability to go outside whenever I feel like it, I turn into someone I don’t much like being around.

It’s like all of America is sitting around watching the snow pile up outside and waiting to see what happens in Ferguson. Or with immigration reform when Obama says what he’s going to do about it. Or with Congress when he does it. Or with ISIS. Or with the Keystone whatchamacallit. Or with this, or with that. I don’t want to write about any of that crap because whatever I might write will probably change next week anyway. Or tomorrow. Or the next day. And besides, it’s boring. And that’s exactly what I turn into when I turn into someone I don’t much like being around because I can’t go outside. Bored Bill.

Bored bored bored Bill.

Think I know why animals in zoos pace back and forth in their cages so much. Switched on the news about mid-morning to see if anything was different. There was. A small plane crashed into a house in Chicago. Maybe that’s what I could write about for Friday’s blog… how much I am absolutely against airplanes of any size crashing into houses. Whoopee.

Switched on a little later and found out some a**hole terrorists had killed some rabbis in a Jerusalem synagogue. I am absolutely against that, too. Would write about how much I am against it, but I’m so sick of the Middle East, I could f***ing puke.

Lunchtime, eating my oatmeal and raisons, I pick up the daily and find an article about how Frederic Chopin’s heart had been separated from the rest of him back in 1849. That’s not why he died. He died because he was sick. But supposedly, Frederic—who died in Paris—told somebody just before he kicked that he wanted his ticker sent back to Poland after he was gone. Totally loved Poland, old Freddy did, and his dying wish was for at least part of himself to go home. Chopin’s buddies, I guess, dropped the heart into a big jar of some kind of booze and smuggled it into Warsaw.

Keep in mind… this all happened at least 125 years before the first Polish joke.

That heart’s been hanging out—same jar, same booze—in a Catholic church there in Warsaw until last spring. Some investigators took it out to see how it was holding up. This was all done in secret, but in September they announced what they’d done, which was essentially no more than taking pictures of the thing.

So, sans a few details, that’s the story. Sort of interesting, I thought. Maybe I could get Friday’s blog out of it, I thought. Might stick on a video of some pianist playing one of Freddy’s more well known pieces, I thought.

Then I thought “Nah.” I put a Chopin in the blog just a couple weeks ago. Besides, I never cared that much for his stuff. Too frilly. It sounds like those cabbage butterflies fluttering over a potato patch to me. And knowing part of Fred is in Paris and part in Warsaw doesn't make it any better.

Dear Diary Wednesday:

Never thought I’d say this, but I’m almost wishing that little interview weenie would show up. Scooter… Skippy… Junior… Sonny… whatever the hell his name is. He’s a pest, but at least I’d have something for Friday’s damn blog. Just let him do all the talking. I get paid the same either way.

Oh. Haven’t even mentioned that I was about halfway through cleaning up the garden when the damn snow hit. One day I’m pulling fresh tomatoes off the tomato tree. Next day the tomato tree has eight inches of snow on it. Then the next day the whole damn thing freezes up solider than Ted Williams’ head. What a mess. Between that and the dead mastodon laying out on my front lawn, it may take until Fourth of July before I get it all cleaned up for next summer.

Speaking of Ted Williams’ cryogenic head, I wonder if it’s too late to write about that. What was that? 10…12 years ago? I didn't write anything about it back then, but I sure coulda. I mean, if they’re still goofing around with Frederic Chopin’s heart 160-some years later, surely I could get a couple hundred words out of Ted William’s frozen head.

Jesus, I am bored.

Dear Diary Thursday:

Scooter showed up this morning. I shooed him away. He wanted to know what I thought about the Bill Cosby rape allegations. It was either that or how the Mormons just admitted that Joseph Smith had 40 wives. Not sure what he wanted to talk about, now that I think about it. He came early. Before my second cup. Kept saying something about “all those women.” I asked him what he would charge me to get the dead mastodon off of my front lawn, and he gave me that look my wife gives me all the time. Like last night, as a matter of fact, when I told her I was thinking about having my head frozen when I die. Hate that look. It’s like she’s thinking, Crap, I didn’t see THIS coming.

So I shooed him away, and now I regret it. Haven’t written a word all week. Well, except for…

Dear Diary Friday:

Let’s see, what’d I do today? Not much, I can tell you that. Finished up the blog this morning and sent it over to Mr. Editor’s cave. That didn’t take long. I’d been working on it all week long. Except, didn’t know it at the time. But what the hell. I get paid the same either way.

Spent most of the morning staring out at the dead mastodon, wondering if I could hire a snowplow to push it out into the street. Let ACHD worry about it. Then lunchtime, I’m eating my oatmeal and raisons when Mr. Editor calls. Says, “Hey a**hole, this s*** you sent doesn’t make any f***ing sense.”

Realized too late I hadn’t done my mutant logic spider check like I shoulda. Oh well.
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Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Show Your Allegiance with 'Game of Thrones' Sigil Snowflakes

Posted By on Tue, Dec 31, 2013 at 9:15 AM

Using an X-Acto knife to cut these out might work best. I've found sharp scissors work for me, although on my first attempt of this House Targaryen sigil, I accidentally snipped off the dragons' snouts.—Amy - AMY ATKINS
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  • Using an X-Acto knife to cut these out might work best. I've found sharp scissors work for me, although on my first attempt of this House Targaryen sigil, I accidentally snipped off the dragons' snouts.—Amy

If you're a fan of the hit HBO series, Game of Thrones, you know exactly what the phrase "winter is coming" means: When winter comes to Westeros, it can last years or decades and brings with it things far more deadly than sub-zero temperatures.

Though it won't help ward off White Walkers, making paper snowflake sigils with these intricate and beautiful GOT-inspired patterns created by Krystal Higgins is a great way to while away the long days of winter.

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Monday, December 2, 2013

'Tis the Season for Wool

Posted By on Mon, Dec 2, 2013 at 5:11 PM

The weather forecast from the National Weather Service is grim...

Tonight: 30 percent chance of snow showers. Low around 22. New snow accumulation of less than a half inch possible.

Tuesday: 20 percent chance of snow showers before 11 a.m.  Partly sunny. High near 34, low around 16. 

Wednesday: Mostly sunny. High near 24, low around 10.

Thursday: Mostly sunny. High near 23, low around 14.

Friday: 20 percent chance of snow. Mostly cloudy. High near 27,  low around 16.

Saturday: 20 percent chance of snow. Mostly cloudy. High near 23, low around 10.

Sunday: Partly sunny. High near 24, low around 15.

Yeah, winter is coming.

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Thursday, February 7, 2013

Here's Who Will Save Your Dumb Drunk Ass if You Fall Through the Ice

Posted By on Thu, Feb 7, 2013 at 3:15 PM


We've all been drunk enough to say, "That ice looks like it can hold me." But it never can, and we never seem to learn.

So what happens if you plunge into the freezing water and need rescuing? In the video below, a big hunk of beefcake firefighter jumps in to save your lame ass.

Boise firefighters recently did some training in cold-water rescue in Quinn's Pond off the Boise Greenbelt. And they brought a video camera to show you what it's like.

Check it out below.

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Thursday, November 29, 2012

Weather Channel's Jim Cantore Sends Skiers Scurrying for Sun Valley

Posted By on Thu, Nov 29, 2012 at 9:35 AM


Idaho was all over the national news Nov. 28, when Weather Channel meteorologist Jim Cantore sent out the following tweet:

If I was doing a preemptive #ski strike I would head to Sun Valley, Idaho. They are going to get crushed over the next 5 days #snow #IDwx

That sounds lovely, especially if you work at Sun Valley Resort. Of course, that snow isn't coming without wind, so skiing might not be all that fun.

The National Weather Service Office in Pocatello issued a winter weather advisory through the weekend for the Wood River Valley area.

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Wednesday, October 31, 2012

A Time-Lapse Video of Hurricane Sandy's Assault on New York

Posted By on Wed, Oct 31, 2012 at 2:35 PM


A camera mounted at 2 Northside Piers in New York City caught the entirety of Hurricane Sandy's assault on tape. This time-lapse video compresses the devastation to two minutes.

You can see the lights go out in Manhattan about halfway through.

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Monday, October 22, 2012

Thar Be Snow on Bogus

Posted By on Mon, Oct 22, 2012 at 10:42 AM


It's official, you can kiss the summer of 2012 goodbye and give a flirty wink to the winter of 2012-2013. Have doubts? Here's your proof: There's a dusting of snow on Bogus.

The webcams at Bogus Basin Mountain Recreation Area are showing the season's first snow on the hill, so if all the skiers and boarders in the city suddenly look a little glassy eyed, you know why.

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Thursday, October 6, 2011

Snow, Seriously

Posted By on Thu, Oct 6, 2011 at 11:43 AM

Holy bejesus, there's snow in them thar hills!

Yup, it was 90 just a week ago and now ski resorts across the area are reporting a dusting of snow, including our own Bogus Basin Mountain Recreation Area.

Brundage Mountain Resort got a little more than a dusting by the looks of it, while Sun Valley saw some of the white stuff, too.

While this probably won't stick around very long, it's still one harsh change of seasons.

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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

VIDEO: Mile-High Wall of Dust Hits Downtown Phoenix

Posted By on Wed, Jul 6, 2011 at 8:52 AM

A massive sandstorm known as a haboob hit Phoenix, Ariz., last night. The wall of sand that descended on the city was estimated to be 5,000 feet high and up to 50 miles wide.

From this aerial video, that's easy to believe.

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