Matthias recounts his thoughts in the two seconds between the time he slipped on the invisible ice on the top step to his porch this morning and the time his fall ended with the left side of his head smacking into the corner of the stairs.

Swirlygrrl posted these photos of melting ice near the Charlestown Navy Yard earlier today:

Massive snowpiles look like scale model glaciers when they melt. Look for darkened surfaces, under-ice rivers, ice shelves, calving, alluvial washes, erratics, eskers, and, of course, pinnacles like this.

Cleverest blog title of the day.

Tracy the Astonishing took the above photo yesterday. One can only imagine what it looks like now.

Well, if Spartacus lived in Watertown and had to clear a 35-foot-long driveway armed only with a shovel, that is.

UPDATE: After Channel 4 aired its initial report, a reporter went back Wednesday night and found Turner shoveling his sidewalk.

Now that's speaking truth to power, Mr. Turner!

He claims people in his neighborhood don't use sidewalks.

"The law is the law, but the reality is the cultural practice is not to use the sidewalks even when the snow isn't there," Turner said.

Paul Levy provides the photographic proof that commuters, patients and visitors no longer have to risk their lives getting up the steps and path from the Green Line to the Longwood area:

As late as yesterday, the walkway was a sheet of ice several inches thick. There had been no effort to clear it or to spread sand on it. It was treacherous.

This morning, though? All clear.

Alyssa Bohem will be getting a snowblower, even if she has to store it in the living room, she writes, adding:

... Our street looks like it was in some kind of freakish iceberg wreck and little flecks of blue and gray adorn the bergy tops. It's garbage day.

Lisa, meanwhile, is recuperating from a slide down some icy stairs yesterday:

... I've learned just how much I use my left hand in day-to-day life. The answer: a lot! ...

No, I'm not about to make a crack about a former governor. Instead, let's turn to Spatch, who provides a sound-effect-filled account of how he slipped on some ice today:

You know that BOINGGG sound of a kettle drum being tuned up that you hear when a cartoon character falls on its butt?

I made one of those today. With even a FWEEP! slide whistle sound effect as my leg swung out from under me on the ice. Unfortunately I did not hover in mid-air a second or so before the fall, nor was I able to stay in air indefinitely until I could look down and realize I was defying gravity and cause the levitation to fail. ...

If only Maggie had been wearing these when she tried to take out the trash yesterday (don't click on that second link if you can't stand the site of some serious ouchies). It's not to late to stock up for this weekend's killer storm, of course.