WINTER ADVISORY: Sledding Conditions in Prospect Park

I love you too, John Hamm!

Also, I want to help you unprepared idiots who come tomorrow afternoon will want to go sledding. Because I know you won't have had the forethought (or, fine, time if you're gainfully employed) to head over to Tarzian to purchase an actual sliding instrument (aka A SLED). Btw, there are about five left so you better run.

The last snowpocalypse, my snowrats and I did some non-sled product testing for you people. Our analysis revealed that everything SUCKS so save yourself the trouble and don't steal someone's garbage can top hoping that you'll make it down the hill on it. YOU WON'T. Likewise, the life-sized container store purchase, plastic bags or somebody's abandoned, broken sled.

CARDBOARD. That's your ticket. Find yourself a big old cardboard box and you may stand a chance.

See you in the meadow. I'll be waiting with the hot mulled cider and coffee (OR NOT!) for our annual FIPS snowball festivus on the south side of the frozen tundra, towards Grand Army.

We'll announce commencement with a tweet. If I can drag Erica away from the TV. 

BREEDER v. BALLER again? Or shall we mix it up this year.