Teri Biebel @ http://snarkfestblog.blogspot.com/
We've got the candles burning and the house smells like a delicious blend of vanilla cupcake and beach sand. Sandy cupcakes. How appropriate for a 'Frankenstorm' headed our way. Someone I know referred to it as a S'noreaster'cane. Whatever you call it, it's big and apparently it's going to kill us all. The experts at the Weather Channel have never seen anything like it. Jim Cantore was pissed off at New York's Mayor Bloomberg for NOT evacuating lower Manhattan, and then when the Mayor DID change his mind and decide to evacuate lower Manhattan, Jim said "Tomorrow, if I were standing in this same spot in Battery Park I may well be up to my waist in water. But I won't be here in Battery Park." It was almost as if old Jim was pissed that he had to evacuate Battery Park. Irony? Thy name is Cantore.