It’s snowing.
It’s snowing in Delaware. The snow is sticking to the ground, the flakes are ginormous, and traffic has slowed to a crawl. Better late than never: winter is here.
Until now, this “winter” has been nothing but a joke, mocking fall with jeers of, “I’m warmer than yooouuuu were!” It’s really been that bad. Temperatures sat in the upper 60s for days at a time, occassionally poking past 70 and — rarely — rubbing elbows with 80. If I had to pick one word to describe winter up until this week, it would “seriously pathetic.” See how bad it is? I can’t even do it in a single word.
I wish there was a way I could ground winter for a month or so to make sure it sticks around. Rest assured, on Groundhog Day (only in America would we have a day to celebrate an animal that does nothing constructive and doesn’t even make for good eating) I will be in Punxatawnee with a spotlight. Dadgumit, that critter will see a shadow.
In other news, the Steelers are down to three candidates for their new head coach after offensive coordinator Ken Wisenhunt decided to impatiently jump ship for the Arizona Cardinals. We Steeler faithful grudgingly wish him the best there — because he’ll need all he can get just to take that bastion of mediocrity to an 8-8 season. Seriously, few teams have that many true studs, but the areas where they are lacking (for instance, the offensive line) are veritable black holes for football talent. Arizona is where NFL careers go to die. Just ask Emmitt Smith and Dennis Green.
Because I never mentioned it, you don’t already know that last month was a freakishly good month for InvertedMind, with over 7,500 unique visitors. Of course, the vast majority of you are failing to comment. Please, dear God, comment!
