I had to scrape frozen crap off my windshield this morning.
It is a beautiful, cool, windless morning, and I don’t get to go hunting. Tomorrow will probably be cold and windy, drizzling more frozen crap, and I’ll freeze my ass off if I go hunting.
Soon, we will have our first real snow, and all the nearly incompetent drivers will become objects of my frustrations as they attempt to avoid stopping by barely starting in the first place.
The world will be covered in a beautiful white blanket, obscuring the dirty little secrets hidden just out of sight, and peace and joy will rule for a short time, until the credit card bills come in and people realize they have to pay the price for the decisions they make.
Hey, winter is kinda like politics!
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