FIPS Cares: Ice Storm Mania; I Can't Afford To Break My Ass

The world is a dangerous place, I know. But today the hazards are feeling especially close to home. Like on my front stoop, which is currently coated with ice. And the sidewalks, which are currently coated with ice. And the stairs to anywhere. And the whole damn city. Hell, the whole country if the meteorologists are to be believed.

"The National Weather Service has issued an Ice Storm Warning for New York City until 9:00 AM this morning. Freezing rain mixed with sleet will continue through mid-morning bringing a total of 1/2 to 3/4 of an inch of ice accumulations. Exercise extreme caution when traveling."

This is the Day After Tomorrow people! And we may even have Jake Gyllenhaal to save us if we have to take shelter at the library.

So, what are the fashion-forward folks of New York to do? This is not a day for pointy toed shoes and high heels. Unless, that is, you want to strap on these fabulous ice cleats pictured above.

How are you coping with walking today? Do you have a strategy for getting to and fro? And have you fallen on your tush yet? My former editor once fell and actually broke her ass bone. Miraculously, I have not.

But the end is nigh. I feel it in my bones. I'm thinking of getting an "I've fallen and I can't get up" wrist band. You?