January 16, 2009

• yellow.snow

  This is downright ridiculous.

  Negative 15 degrees? I mean, come on.

  I've started wearing my scarf over my face with my hat pulled down so all you can see are my eyes, and those just barely. Duke says i look like i'm wearing a burqa. Why the hell did i agree to go out tonight? I don't care if the movie IS in 3-D (the remake of My Bloody Valentine, which, of course, Michael is spooging over) -- it's literally arctic out.

  As i hurry along to work, my toesies feeling as if they could crack off at any minute, i pass patches of dark yellow snow. Those dogs must be dehydrated. It reminds me of when i was a kid and my friends and i would always giggle over what we called the Golden Rule of Winter: Never eat yellow snow.

  Now that i'm older and more mature, i actually think it'd be much more funny to tell kids that yellow snow tastes like butterscotch. Don't you think?

  

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