North Easterners, can we all take a collective deep breath? Its just snow. Yes, it will be a lot. Yes, it will be an inconvenience. And yes, safety is paramount but there’s no reason to panic. It’s not the Eve of a Nuclear Winter or the Dawn of the Zombie Apocalypse. We’re going to get through this just fine. Like we always do. Instead, this is the time for sledding and snow angels. Hot chocolate. And Cuddling. This is the time to listen late at night when the sound of snowflakes hitting the ground takes precedent over honky horns and the usual white noise. When the city is intimate. Pristine. Just for a moment before it turns all gray. NOW - to the guy at Trader Joe’s who decided to jam his shopping cart into my ribcage TWICE, just so he can secure the last eggplant tapenade so he can dip his gluten-free saltines while he barricades himself in his panic-stricken philistine hibernation – Today, I took the off ramp to the high road to humanity. But, that dawn will come. The zombies will rise. And when you come scratching at my door in search of shelter; don’t be surprised when I’m blasting Zappa’s Hot Rats to drown out your last gasps of regret while the zombie’s quickly dismember what’s left of your integrity. Best of Luck! Yours Truly, Darwin
Posted on: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 23:59:26 +0000
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