Thursday, January 25, 2007

Dear Canadian Winter,

You're kind of an asshole.

With great disdain,



  1. I suppose it would only compound your frustration to tell you that I wore short sleeves and rode my bike to work today -- so I will refrain from telling you.

    When I was in Upstate NY, right around the time January slowly creeped into February, I swore that I was going to find Old Man Winter and give him a swift kick to the nuts. But he's an elusive, cold-hearted bastard and I never did get the opportunity. I hereby charge you with completing my stated goal!

  2. Yeah, it's rough up here in the north when it's five above freezing. Think of it as a cold reminder of back home, even if back home might be nearly shorts weather.