Snow Flakes Falling

So it has actually started to snow in town this week and the snow has been piling up. Until now, I was uncertain how excited I would be for winter but now after watching it snow all night, I can't help but think of all the wonderful times I have had during winter months. There is just something really special about snow that I haven't quite figured out yet, but I have been obsessed with it my whole life. I don't even mind that I have to shovel out my car and sit in it and warm up, I actually get a homelike feeling from it oddly enough. Anyways, it's dark outside right now and Im sitting at this hotel watching the flakes come down, I hope some other people somewhere else are watching it snow too. Welcome winter.

Shrapnel

I don't know about anyone else, but I'm definitely having one of those weeks. First I woke up to a ridiculous throat sinus death sickness and had to go work. After shivering in cold sweats and throwing up throughout the night, i finally got to go to sleep, but alas! my friend was in town for his twenty first birthday so I had to make sure I was in decent shape to celebrate. After trying to sleep most of my time away with a splitting headache, we went and wrecked some havoc on the town. Following the next day though, in an un-anticipated cleaning of my bathroom, a light bulb blew up in my face and now I wonder if i will be left blind from the shrapnel in the coming days. I hope this week takes it a bit easier on me. Peace.

Cleaning out my closet

Well fall is officially here, and it's that time of year to get rid of all the old snow gear. Last week, we had a garage sale at the house. It was an interesting time. Some skateboarding, lemonade drinking, brat eating, gear selling and rotation of interesting characters. I can't decide what was more amusing. If it was the pueblo native Americans in the Mitsubishi that bought a beanie and peeled out down the street at about 70 mph hour, only to overheat the engine and break down, or the wizard like man, that couldn't decide on whether he wanted the 3 dollar back pack or the 1 dollar drinking game. ha ha. Good times though for sure. I think everyone at the house agreed it was the best garage sale to ever go down in history. People are still coming by the house a week later, to get the gear they missed out on after we took the garage sale down. Now that's what I call, supply and demand. Peace out.