What do you do when you’re snowed in in one of the six worst storms EVER in New York City? Hunker down and booze? Watch Law and Order marathons? Drag out all that ski gear that you haven’t touched since getting hardcore into cycling and attempt to use it? Well, we know what this enterprising fellow, photographed outside of Cooper Union, would do.
We’re sort of conflicted about this, by the way. On one hand, you go, getting all that shit out of the closet. On the other hand: We wouldn’t exactly call this “good snow.” Or, for that matter, “a ski hill.”
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on December 28, 2010