Da Don on Winter
Another philosophical discourse on the nature of Winter, by Da Don himself.
Ya know, I'm kinda likin' this winter weather. Hell, these cold-ass temps with snow everywhere remind me of the winters of my youth. You know, back before global warming.
I remember when it'd be below zero for a coupla weeks or more. Then, one day, the temp would get up to 1 above. How warm that felt.
I like scraping my windshield. Especially if the wipers are frozen to the glass. It's fun.
I also like where my car barely starts. It does a coupla slow grinds like it's not going to start and then, VOILA!, it starts. White Lightning is such a fooler. Remind me to NEVER buy a battery from WalMart again.
I like listening to the guys talking about going ice fishing. Man, what fun that'd be. Wish they'd ask me to join 'em. I can't think of anything I'd rather do than sit on the wind-blown ice in the middle of a lake, with temps below zero, watching tip-ups, and getting frostbitten. Drinkin' beer Slurpees is fun too.
I'd like to go skiing and perhaps fall and break a leg. On second thought, maybe I'll save the lift-ticket money and just be careless while walking down my back steps, slip on some ice, fall, and break my hip instead. Yeah, I know, it's ain't as glamorous, but, when you're broke, ya gotta make do.
Remember when you'd go ice skating, fall, and crack the back of your head on the ice? That's anudder thing I miss.
While I like da cold-ass weather, the snow is too dry for having real fun. I miss the fact that I can't do fun shit like have snowball fights, build snowmen, build snow forts, have someone shove snow down my shirt, wash my face with snow, have my gloves get soaking wet and freeze solid on my hands, having an endless supply of snot to lick off my upper lip...
I hope it snows like hell this weekend so I can have a heart attack while shoveling my driveway/sidewalk. Oh, and I hope it snows so that I have to go out every few hours to shovel some more. And then, when I leave for work Monday morning with snow still falling, the city can bill me $35 for cleaning the sidewalk that I cleared a dozen times the day/night before. Is that asking too much?
I hope winter never ends.
Da Don
Ya know, I'm kinda likin' this winter weather. Hell, these cold-ass temps with snow everywhere remind me of the winters of my youth. You know, back before global warming.
I remember when it'd be below zero for a coupla weeks or more. Then, one day, the temp would get up to 1 above. How warm that felt.
I like scraping my windshield. Especially if the wipers are frozen to the glass. It's fun.
I also like where my car barely starts. It does a coupla slow grinds like it's not going to start and then, VOILA!, it starts. White Lightning is such a fooler. Remind me to NEVER buy a battery from WalMart again.
I like listening to the guys talking about going ice fishing. Man, what fun that'd be. Wish they'd ask me to join 'em. I can't think of anything I'd rather do than sit on the wind-blown ice in the middle of a lake, with temps below zero, watching tip-ups, and getting frostbitten. Drinkin' beer Slurpees is fun too.
I'd like to go skiing and perhaps fall and break a leg. On second thought, maybe I'll save the lift-ticket money and just be careless while walking down my back steps, slip on some ice, fall, and break my hip instead. Yeah, I know, it's ain't as glamorous, but, when you're broke, ya gotta make do.
Remember when you'd go ice skating, fall, and crack the back of your head on the ice? That's anudder thing I miss.
While I like da cold-ass weather, the snow is too dry for having real fun. I miss the fact that I can't do fun shit like have snowball fights, build snowmen, build snow forts, have someone shove snow down my shirt, wash my face with snow, have my gloves get soaking wet and freeze solid on my hands, having an endless supply of snot to lick off my upper lip...
I hope it snows like hell this weekend so I can have a heart attack while shoveling my driveway/sidewalk. Oh, and I hope it snows so that I have to go out every few hours to shovel some more. And then, when I leave for work Monday morning with snow still falling, the city can bill me $35 for cleaning the sidewalk that I cleared a dozen times the day/night before. Is that asking too much?
I hope winter never ends.
Da Don
