I want everyone one to know that I am not someone who deliberately says inflammatory things just to get the blogosphere mad at me. I talked politics and got bit and I talked religion and got bit some more. Now I am going to cross another sacred cow off my list and goof on my beloved American brothers and sisters METEOROLOGICALLY.
Its one of the joys of this time of year when I see people post about the amount of snow they have on the ground. Usually they share a picture of that first beautiful clear blanket of white that we all have a profound human attachment too. Watching a snowfall is as good if not better than a great rain or lightning storm.
However, people, you gotta up your game if you want to show Big Daddy what snow is. I realize I totally have the advantage living where I do. The rareness of the phenomena in your part of the world (usually closer to the equator than I am) makes comparison cruel. Its like teasing a legless person that you have better shoes than them.
I am sorry that I can't help but tease you lovingly about this topic. It's in my genetic make-up.
If the snow is gone the day after it falls you aren't allowed to brag about it like your city just became Santa's village. If I reply in your comment page about how CUTE your little snowfall is especially when I can still see the green/brown of the grass poking through or if I beg you to 'lift with your legs' to clear that driveway of the snow when I can still see the asphalt, please don't take it personally. You didn't make the weather. I know that. Just please don't go all 'stock the cabin with provisions' crazy when you don't even OWN a pair of mittens. Also...please stop making those pathetic brown snowmen that barely reach your belt and took you stealing snow from your neighbor's yard to complete. Its too sad a thing to look at.
Trust me I will be suffering in the spring when it will seem like FOREVER until all the snow is gone and summer is ready to begin. At that time you will have had your first March showers that will bring the pretty April flowers. You can reverse mock me then.
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.