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Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Snow, or the lack thereof

I wish it would snow. I mean, really, this is New York. It's December 19th. There should be snow. But there's not one flake. Not even the hope of a flake. and why? because people feel the need to drive absurd SUVs and buy disposable toilet brushes.

Not clear on how disposable toilet brushes ruin christmas? Well, they're made of plastic. Making plastic toilet brushes uses petroleum by products I'm sure. and expends a whole lot of energy. which i'm sure doesn't help the whole global warming problem. But god forbid you should use an old germy toilet brush to clean your sparkling toilet with. I mean, what if your children decide to drink from it. And I'm sure you're pouring bleach on the damn thing... not that bleach will kill the germies on the toilet brush while it's poisoning the water supply...

But what the hell do you care? You have an SUV to drive around in a pour antibacterial hand sanitizer on your children when you pick them up from their myriad of resume building activities.

The funny thing is that everyone here claims that they drive these monstrosities because of the weather... What weather? We don't have any anymore. Because of your stupid ass cars and rampant consumerism and lack of concern for anything that does not directly impact you in your lifetime.

but I've got news for you. It's December 19th and it's not snowing. It's not going to snow. That seems to be impacting your lifetime.

When I was a kid, I remember legendary snows. Snows so high we couldn't see the dog outside except for little puffs of snown and an occaisional black tail sticking up. Snows so bad we couldn't leave the house. On more than one occasion, we had no electricity or running water for almost a week. I'm sure it stressed my parents out, but we had food, we had heat from a wood stove and we had plenty of candles and lamp oil. And we didn't have to go to school. For a week. And I'm not talking 5 years ago here. The last big storm we had when I was living at home, I was still in highschool. Maybe it was 12 years ago. But it hasn't snowed at all yet.

And did I mention it's 60 degrees? Actually when I came in to work today it was 63 on the car wash sign. 63 degrees Fahrenheit on December friggin' 19th. I am wearing a T shirt. It's ridiculous and it's sort of ruining my Christmas.

I know you think I am just a bitchy pregnant woman, but it's seriously hard to get in the holiday spirit when you can't even wear a hat. Or throw a snowball. It totally blows.

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