White shit

So...everyone that knows me knows how much I truly hate living in snow. I wouldn't mind visiting some snow for Christmas.

Well that sounds weird...like I'm gonna go to the Snow house and hang out for the holidays while Mrs. Snow bakes cookies and a holiday ham. Pftshhh, ya.

I mean I think if I had money, I'd live somewhere warm all year...but visit places like Chicago or my mom's house in Northwest Montana for Christmas. I've tried spending my holidays in Southern California after swearing off another year of the white crap....but it just didn't feel right to be decorating the tree in 75 degree weather.

I lived in Montana during my High School years and then again for a few years before moving to Chicago....and I hated getting up every morning, extra early, to clean off my car and warm it up, wasting gas, freezing my ass of and losing precious sleepy time (which I love so dearly!!). My mom had a remote car starter installed in her car a few years ago, and I think she secretly laughed at me when her car would "magically" warm up and defrost it self while I bundled up and scraped away at the piles of snow and ice built up on my car. And then the damn snow plow guy comes by and fucking buries me again! Thank you asshole!

I had a few different cars growing up, and every one, EXCEPT my current car, had a block warmer....I've yet to see anyone in Chicago with one of these, but they're very popular in the Northwest. My dad had my California relatives convinced for a while that all cars in Montana were electric because 99% of cars have an electrical plug hanging out of the grill (the block warmer). The idea is you plug your car into an outlet at night and it keeps everything just warm enough that it doesn't freeze up over night and you can actually start it in the morning. Seriously....I think we would save money if we didn't live places it snowed! Why are people forking over money to make mods to their cars to live in this??

So, now that I'm in Chicago, I've had my experiences with not only snow, but the damn ice storms....seriously....is anything worse then my car being turned into a giant un-drivable, impenetrable ice cube?? I don't have time for this shit.

I feel really bad for my brother....who sent me the photo in this blog. That's jerBear standing in my mom's front yard, ass deep in snow and about to climb up on the house to shovel the roof so it doesn't cave in from the weight of the FEET (yes that's plural) of snow piled up there. We've had a lot of snow here in Chicago this year, but nothing like that!

So, I'm going to hide out in my condo as much as possible, where we have "people" that shovel all that shit for us (don't hate....it's one of the raddest perks of living here....well, that and the pool) until this season is over and I can shout "Hooray" for Springtime!