let it snow

There is a beauty in the cruelness of winter weather… the sharp cold wind, the snow and the ice… it runs along in the veins of the inhabitants as we make our way towards the elusive goal of hibernation… we don’t have haunted buildings as much as haunted weather… and possibly scenery.

Isn’t it always the way that you come across the most amazing sight and don’t have a camera? This effect goes beyond the bonds of mere coincidence and moves harshly into the realms of conspiracy… or not… much depends on you view point about the good graces of that which lies beyond the view… does the weather care about a car wreck?

Frozen hearts… that comes into the mind as the bindings come off and we step into the strange zone of the skiers… I board. Everything goes great until we talk about the slopes and the moves… I don’t shoosh… I SCREAM… it is all about showing off… there is nothing gentle about it… my time on the slope is not about powder and grace… it is about adrenaline…. So dude boy walks away with that look on his face… judgmental egoism doesn’t work huh?… girls just want to have fun.

Cultural clique burns through the great divide… slobbery snobbery calls out for the Great Napkin in the Sky to drop down and wipe… but the fact is that as the economy goes into the great swirlie people are getting more snobbish with less reason to be so… but with more intent than ever before…

Hey… it is just playing! Baby, it’s cold out there.