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After surviving the Blizzard of '08, I'm ready for some football

Yesterday, the Triangle area of North Carolina was under a “winter storm warning.” For days, the local weather guys had painted a picture of an almost-certain “storm” of 2-4 inches of snow. For a region that averages about 8 inches every year – and hasn’t seen any measurable snow in about three years – this was big stuff.

My favorite part was Greg Fishel, meteorologist at the local CBS affiliate, estimating that a narrow band of snow to our south could get 6-12 inches. By Friday night, the waffling began, with estimates for our area drifting from anywhere to a trace to 4 inches.

The outcome? It was more like a trace. I guess the ground temp was too warm (shouldn’t they be able to figure that more easily?), so although it snowed for 4-5 hours, it never really got a chance to accumulate.

Even though we didn’t get snow, we did get a good shot of cold air. Today’s mid-day wind chill was in the low 20s. That makes it a good day to just sit around and watch the NFL playoffs.

However, as I sat down to watch the game, I saw that VH1 Classic is showing the movie Woodstock. For those of you that haven’t seen the movie, it’s the definitive look at the definitive moment of the 1960s. As a kid, my friends and I used to watch it because of the chance to see some hippie nudity. But now, I watch it to see some fantastic musical performances.

My all-time favorite? Richie Havens, who opened the whole shebang with one song and seven encores. Why this guy? I mean, we still had the Who, Santana, Sly and the Family Stone, and for some reason Sha-na-na (that last one is the performance that always makes me feel like I’m on an acid trip – 50s do-wop right before Hendrix? sure) on the bill. Well, Havens put together a lot of elements that I just dig. Emotion, raw power, confidence and a kick-ass dashiki. What else do you need?

Watch the second half of this Youtube video that I linked to, where Havens sings a song simply called, “Freedom.” If there was ever a moment that pretty much summed up my impressions of 1969 (even though I didn’t live through it), it’s this song. “Sometimes I feel like a motherless child.” He hit on something there, and it always gives me chills.

But, since I want to see the Patriots in their pursuit to 19-0, I’m flipping back and forth between Woodstock and an NFL game. Just now, I watched Tom Brady complete a first-down pass, then I switched over to VH1 Classic, and it’s a bunch of “damn dirty hippies” doing yoga with about six VW buses in the background (or as I like to call it, “the shot that confirmed all stereotypes). Oh, and I’m typing on a blog that’s named after a misheard lyric in an Ini Kamoze song.

Boy, I’m tripping now.

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