The Nor’easter threatening the already-battered Atlantic Coast is weakening, but New York and New Jersey are still ordering evacuations ahead of the storm, which is already pelting Washington with ice and stirring seas as high as 7.5 feet off New York. In New York City, parks and beaches have been closed, construction halted, and 770 flights canceled; those in nursing homes and low-lying waterfront areas have been ordered to evacuate in New York and New Jersey. FEMA is ready to respond if necessary, Reuters reports. Read more…
Fact: dressing oneself gets more and more difficult as the year progresses. While as little clothing as possible is always a safe bet for those middle months, come October every single outfit must be chosen with the day’s forecast in mind … and we know full well that a numerical temperature and, like, an icon of a cloud does absolutely nothing for the situation at hand. What we really want it to tell us is: how many layers should we wear? Is it a wool tights day, or a jeans day? Do we need a scarf? Gloves? A hat? There are just so many variables, and there’s obviously a demand for this type of service (right?). I was just about ready to create the solution myself. Keep reading »
Honestly, I was just kind of looking for an excuse to use the word inclement — one of my favorites — and this study seemed like the perfect vehicle. But also, it contains important findings about inclement weather and how it makes people horny. Research done by Trojan found that about 70 percent of Americans had done it during a tornado, thunderstorm or hurricane. You know what that means, kids. Along with the candles, bottled water and canned beans, you’d best be adding some [Trojan] condoms to your emergency survival kit because you’ll need to be prepared to entertain yourself while locked in the storm cellar. If only I had someone, besides my television, to keep me company during Hurricane Irene. Oh well, there will be other storms in my future I suppose. [CBS Tampa]
My tropical storm has a first name, it’s F-A-B-I-O! But really you guys, the latest weather system ravaging its way across the Pacific is named Fabio. So far the storm doesn’t pose a threat to any land besides a tiny island, so you don’t have to feel weird about any sexual feelings this swirling mass of wind and rain might be bringing up for you. Apparently “Fabio” has been on the World Meteorological Organization’s list of storm names since 1982, when it replaced “Fico,” the name of a particularly devastating hurricane. According to The Weather Channel, 1982′s Hurricane Fabio “followed a path similar to the one expected for this year’s Fabio, staying well offshore. Afterward, Fabio returned every six years. Storms named Fabio brought locally heavy rainfall to Hawaii as remnant lows in 1988, 1994, and 2006, while the 2000 version of Fabio was a tropical storm that affected no land.”
As much as I like to think the storm-naming meteorologists had a thing for bodice rippers, the Weather Channel points out, “Fabio’s first appearance on the cover of a romance novel was for Hearts Aflame in 1987…So it would appear that ‘Fabio’ the storm came before ‘Fabio’ the model and actor.” [The Weather Channel]
Tomorrow, it’s supposed to be 106 degrees in New York City, so I can really relate to this apocalyptic weather report. This weekend might be rough, but it’s nothing compared to what’ll happen once Godzilla comes up off the coast. What a heat wave! [YouTube]
Last week, before his appearance on “Bachelor Pad” last night or the news that he’s teaming up with Donald Trump for a reality series that sounds like far too wholesome (concept: Bret helps people “overcome their problems”), Bret Michaels had another TV gig. On the Weather Channel. Apparently, he did a little storm chasing for the network, showing footage taken out of his tour bus window. “This is Bret Michaels. I am on tour and heading into one of the most insane storms I’ve ever seen,” he says. “You’ve got to see this lightning, check it out. Woah. The wind’s gotta be blowing at least 40 mph. All kinds of insane lightning strikes. This is awesome. Scary, but cool.” He also took footage from his private plane as they flew over Omaha. “The only thing you’re seeing is rooftops of some of these buildings. Bridges gone,” he said. “A lot of good people here, including my sisters, they’ve been hit hard by the flooding. So let’s hope for the best.” Indeed. Maybe he and Donald can make that their first stop? [Hollywood Reporter] Keep reading »
Spring, please don’t be a tease. The groundhog said you were just around the corner, so, I beg of you, don’t dilly-dally there for too long — we’re ready and waiting for all your bountiful gifts. Allow us to sing your praises! Here are the 21 reasons we’re super psyched for spring; add your own in the comments — maybe all the love will encourage spring to get here quicker? Keep reading »
The worst part about the snowpocalypse was that no one was prepared for it. If I had known that Ed Westwick was going to be stranded at the airport in Iceland for 48 hours, I would have been waiting there to “entertain” him. But alas, the “Gossip Girl” bad boy “walked into the duty-free shop and bought a bottle of vodka.” Swoon. He was stranded when his flight to London got snowed in and according to a spy, “he looked like hell.” That’s my kind of hell. [NY Post]
But Westwick wasn’t the only celeb who got stranded in the snowpocalypse, catch the others after the jump! Keep reading »
Yesterday I almost died. Not in a “life flashing before me” kind of way – but in a cold, painful, this-blizzard-totally-sucks kind of way. I got stuck in the Snowpocalypse.
You know, the Snowpocalypse—the weekend storm that’s currently blanketing the East Coast. I spent Christmas in Philadelphia, DJing an annual Christmas night party. Yesterday morning when we woke up, my friends and I decided that we would try and beat the impending blizzard and make our way home to New York. Only we didn’t beat the blizzard. We drove right into it. Keep reading »
If you thought this fall/winter was gnarly before, get ready for it to get a whole lot worse: This weekend saw the end of Daylight Saving Time, which means we’ll lose another hour of sunlight. For some, that’s no big deal, but for the rest of us, it means we’ll need to hunker down and make a plan.
After the jump, some great winter blues advice, straight from you, dear Frisky readers. Keep reading »