cold enough for ya?

Nothing can compare to the choas of snowing twirling around between two high rises (well, as high rise as Regina has). Today was a pretty mild snow, but add that to the wild that was howling down Victoria Avenue, it made for a kaledescope that would have sucked me in as it hypnotized me. It was very similar to driving in a snowstorm where the snow is speeding towards you making it impossible to see past the flakes at the actual road. Snow can have so many personalities . . . it can be this harsh, driving force. It can be the crazy, unorganized, artful, abstract snow that we had today. Or it can be my favourite, those large, lazy flakes that float so slowly to the ground and result with an icing-like finish in pristine white on all the houses. Everything is so fresh and clean after a snow like that. It's the snow that gets caught in your eyelashes and cleans the sidewalks so you can make new tracks like you're the first person to ever tread in that very spot.

Okay . . . this is just a lame attempt to mentally prepare myself for winter. Cold sucks ass. Wind sucks ass. Snow sucks ass. Starting my car sucks ass. Shovelling the sidewalk sucks ass. Wet feet as you tromp though the snow banks sucks ass. Cleaning the snow off your car sucks ass. Having flat hair from wearing a touque sucks ass. Running noses suck ass. Chapped lips suck ass. Dry skin sucks ass. Winter driving sucks ass.