Speaking of crazy, that leads us into the topic of the day! (What a segueway, I tell ya!) Welcome, friends and countrymen, to Therapeutic Thursday!
Man, I tell you, I wish I had a trumpet sound that would automatically blow when I come to announcing these daily themes. Of course, it would have to be able to sense when you came to the right moment in your reading. Oh well.
Anyway, where was I? Oh, yes, Therapeutic Thursday. What is it? Basically, it is a day I can talk about anything pertaining to me or my life, to help keep me sane. Some weeks it might be deep and meaningful, talking about a near forgotten memory, and other weeks it will be as deep as a frisbee.
Like today.
Oh, sure, I could've busted out with some childhood emotional scarring for today, but I figured I'd talk about what is really affecting me right now. What's that?
The cold.
I have a horrible confession. As I sit here, born and raised in Michigan, it is January 3, 2008, and the temperature sits in the single digits, and I AM MISERABLE.
That's right. No fronting, no posturing about being used to this cursed weather due to my north central upbringing - I hate it. I hate the cold weather. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.
I used to bear the weather better. I used to not be bothered by it so much. I don't know what happened. Perhaps it was four and a half years of living in Kentucky, where winter didn't stretch from October until May and storms don't tend to drop 15 inches of snow in 36 hours.
(Yeah, that's right, I'm sick of the snow, too. I wouldn't mind a couple of inches that would stick around for a while, but we don't get that. We get these stinking "bring the world to a standstill" storms that only make driving a terrifying adventure. I'm reminded of the wisdom of a line said by Alex P. Keaton on Family Ties, "How is it we can put a man on the moon, but we can't stop this white slop from falling out of the sky?!?")
I know some of you don't understand. You live in warmer climates and have done so all your lives. You think of the snow and cold with wishful thoughts of snowmobiling and skiing and snowboarding and fireplaces and wooly sweaters.
That is all propoganda.
The governments of the frozen tundra states are trying to fool you into thinking that vacationing in these places is a good idea.Don't buy into the hype. Go somewhere nice and warm where the sun comes out.
This is a public service announcement from the Anti-Tourism Board of Michigan.
I'll type at you later.
(My first request - Red Sonja. Sorta.)
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