We’re in the midst of a straight up blizzard right now here, and I have to say, it is kind of awesome. I bet we have about 8-10 inches, and the way it is coming down, there ain’t no end in sight. I haven’t even bothered to check the forecasts or radar, because honest to goodness, they’ve been less reliable than Joe Manchin this year. The weather forecast tonight has no reflection on the reality of the weather tomorrow.
At any rate, all the students came back into town today, so they are streaming past my house on the way home from the bar, and there is this weird juxtaposition between the silence of the snow and the drunken revelers on their way to the frat house down the street to continue the idiocy.
I really kind of like it, even though my inner curmudgeon wants to yell at them to shut the hell up because they are making Lily and Rosie bark, as I sort of feel like I am experiencing the youthful exuberance via proximity. No one is causing trouble and they are just stumbling around in the snow, hootin’ and hollering and tackling each other and throwing snowballs, making awkward passes at girls, and just generally being drunk and silly on a snowy night, and you know what, good on ’em.
I should probably check the forecast, but it almost feels like there is a full moon. Gotta get up for the downstroke, I guess.
Oh, and I have been talking to some local activists and there might be some new front pagers here documenting the local atrocities (GLBT, Women’s issues, fracking, coal, local corruption), because I think it is time to start paying attention to local matters and start doing something where I can make a difference.