Well, it's official. Saturday night it snowed. A LOT. It is now officially winter. Not only outside, but in the stores too. Literally overnight it went from Fall to Winter.
I hate winter. Hate hate hate hate hate winter. Hate it. Hate every California driver wrecking in the snow. Hated the ice and wind and ugliness. Hated the implied insult to human beings that anyone is pleased by it.
I saw "Planet of the Apes." Yeah right, whatever. {Yawn}
I finally saw Jim Carrey's The Grinch last night. Boy, I wish I could have that time back. However, I did feel some of the time I dedicated to that movie wasn't wasted. That was the scene I was asleep during. I find it funny that a movie in which the central theme is "Christmas is more than presents" shoves itself down your throat with such advertising as "The movie that's on everyone's Christmas list" and "Rush out and buy it today." {sigh} I guess that what seperates me from the polebians is that I notice details like that. And I am aware of the inane yet important. Like farting outside when it's cold. Sure, you can see your breath when it's cold, but aren't your farts hot air too? Who's to say you can't see them too? Until I get imperical evidence to the contrary I will expell my gas indoors, thank you very much.
Yesterday was my wife's 22nd birthday. We have been married nearly two years and now she is 22. Boy, did I rob the cradle or what? Anyway, we had a nice enjoyable dinner with some friends. Last year I threw a surprise party. She said she didn't want a party this year. But Ithink she did. And I screwed up on the cake. Yeah, I suck.