So the good folks at the meteorological society (not capitalized because they're 50% concentrated moron) were right about the winter storm, just one day off. Check the video:




How do ye like that? Now, I'm going to drive to work and hope like crazy that I'll be able to get home afterward.

Peace and snow.

This is how to tell you live in a city, nay a metropolitan area, full of pansies: a school day has just been called on account of imminent snow. Does that make sense? There's very little snow on the ground, and it's not presently snowing, but they have cancelled the entire day of school because they think it's going to snow.

This whole week, I've been hoping it will snow. Give me a white Christmas, right? Now, I'm kind of hoping it doesn't snow, just so the area's meteorologists (and whoever it is who decides when to call school snow days) look like morons.

It's like calling a baseball game on account of a cloudy sky. It's like starting yourself on chemotherapy because you shook hands with a smoker.

Seattle, as a collective population, is so petrified of snow and "the black ice" that I think the city council's next mission will be to punch a hole in the ozone layer so that this region never gets cold enough for snow.

Honestly. Imminent snow.

And my wife had a sub job today. She was ready to go and almost left the house.

Jerks.

I've been trying to write a post for about two weeks now. I know that if I wrote a little more often, then I wouldn't have to do these grand all-encompassing posts about everything I've been doing for the last two months, right?! Right.

So here goes: got a new job; it's at Xerox, full-time, benies, more money, night shift hours (2-10:30pm); carved pumpkins,

went to work as a Boy Scout for Halloween,

ate myself to death at Thanksgiving,

played Wii Sports tournament-style against my new in-laws,

went to Snowflake Lane (nightly extravaganza put on by Bellevue Square to show everyone that they don't believe in this whole "recession" thing),

especially the folks in this vintage Rolls Royce,

hit Bellevue's "Garden d'Lights," where workers spent 500 hours puting together, well, a garden of lights,

where it was actually snowing!

And, miracle of miracles, it's still here today. That is how I roll at Christmastime.

Hope this Christmas finds you all in as high of spirits, and looking forward to the new year.

Nate