Snowed in Post

My bro started a blog and it motivated me to make a post....Not sure what I want to rant and rave about though. My last post I was working on a few months ago was going to be so good...but it's a huge undertaking. It's basically saying how all pop music nowadays sound exactly like one another. I'll post it eventually, but...not tonight. It's snowing, and I'm feeling lazy.

So what does one talk about when there is nothing else to talk about? Oh, the weather. Which happens to be quite interesting...Snowpocalypse 2011 featuring THUNDERSNOW! Crazy ass weather...I wonder at what age did I start to hate snow? Might've been that first time I was encouraged to shovel the driveway. Lucky for me I have two brothers who get the brunt of that delightful duty. Still, I now dread going outside when I used to not be able to sleep the night before a snow day.

I think it's the fact that older people are discouraged from playing in the snow. If adults could just plop on the snowy ground and make snow angels or build snowmen on their lunch breaks, everyone could enjoy the snow. Oh, and if the fact that driving in the stuff is like signing your own death warrant weren't an issue, I'm sure much more people would appreciate the phenomenon as well.

There is definitely a disconnect....might be that "snow days" are few and far between. I took a snow day because I couldn't make it out of my driveway and felt bad about missing work the entire day....wtf is that? Feeling bad about taking a snow day?? Something's wrong there.

Ahh despite all that unpleasantness snow is probably one of the most beautiful things to behold. Everything gets very quiet, even in the middle of the day. It also just falls so nicely, like it didn't mean to intrude, and just lays on the ground with the rest of it's snowy brothers and sisters. Also, the blanket it creates over everything just looks so pretty. It sparkles in the sunlight, and makes the coolest noise when you step on it.

Snow...you're the weather I just can't make my mind up about. You're annoying, and cold, and prevent me from leaving my house, but you are just about the prettiest thing I have witnessed. Maybe I should go make a snow angel, and see how I feel about it then...