|Are you a secret dungeon-master? Prove to me you're not! CONSPIRACY.|
Have you heard that it's snowing out there? How about this weather? DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THIS FUCKING WEATHER? Oh gosh, sorry about that, uninteresting people are becoming slightly pushier with their conversations starters. I actually love snow! But as I get older, and more introspective, I realize that nose hair is a fucking waste. Evolution: DISPROVED. I also realize that I enjoy the idea of snow more than the actual fact of not being able to move, run, or go pantsless to formal functions. Snow is like baseball or polar bears--sounds like a great idea to go to the game, or study environmental science. Then you find yourself an Orioles fan with bite marks on your butt (the unsexy kind), and you realize it would have been better to just watch football and major in political science. In this analogy, football is wishing it didn't snow 18 feet (approximation), and a political science class is a completely useless intellectual masturbation competition. That second part isn't really related to snow, but is a universal truth of a liberal arts education.
Actually, I'm in Florida visiting family! It is absolutely gorgeous here, with 70 degree temperatures and perfect visibility allowing for stunning vistas of swamps, trailer parks, and meth labs. Granted, I did see a stink bug the size of a Volkswagen, which was cool. Also, running without a distinct fear of extremity loss is awesome! Workouts in my grandparents retirement community are amazing as well, because I feel like the fastest human being alive. Passing cars during a tempo run is a uniquely empowering feeling. Especially after losing an arm wrestling competition to a stink bug.
|I did not intend for this to illustrate the stink bug.|
|Taken through a wooden viewing area at a river full of alligators and manatees. Or that could have been a group of overweight retirees with dry skin.|
It is so awesome to spend time with the family...to feel ocean water on my skin...to eat a quantity of oranges that are roughly the same weight/color as John Boehner.
|Barbed wire shot against the brush.|
|Little things do not include getting knocked over by a wave after taking a picture of said wave. Amazingly, the camera recovered from the spill overnight!|
Wherever you are this holiday season, I hope everything is absolutely perfect. Be careful in the snow (for those in the Mid-Atlantic), under the snow (for those in the Northeast), or snorting the snow (for those in the film industry). Thanks so much for reading--you guys are awesome.