It's snowing today. Hard.
And since it's a wet, sloppy, heavy snow, it makes things so much worse. After clearing the snow off of half my car, it had already been covered again by the time I was finished with the other half. Driving is fantastically difficult, because they can't keep the streets plowed. There were moments coming home tonight where I could barely keep my car on the road, and I actually ended up getting stuck in the parking lot... twice. I need to move to the Caribbean or something, because this sucks ass...
And then there's those morons who don't bother to clean the snow off the top of their cars... so when you drive behind them, you've got chunks of snow blowing into your windshield the whole time. That makes a sucky thing suck even more. Time for Captain Road Rage.
Sadly, the snow (along with my work obligations) has me deciding not to take my annual trip to Seattle for New Years tomorrow. That's a bit of a bummer, because it's one of those rare things I look forward to every year.
Well, that and "Talk Like a Pirate Day" (May 13th).
And "Carb Awareness Day" (May 20th).
And, of course, "National Lap Dance Day" (November 25th).
Dang. I just realized that I failed to celebrate National Lap Dance Day this year! Well crap. I wonder if that means I can celebrate twice this year?
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It just means you can celebrate “National Lap Dance” Day late instead of going to Seattle for New Years. What better way to start the year off right?
Is it wrong that I feel slightly worse for the monkey than I do for you? Sorry, but he really looks sad. I can’t imagine being a snowbound monkey.
Which brings me to my next point, which is that you may celebrate National Lap Dance Day twice, as long as the monkey is not involved.
P.S. Why does the monkey not have a name? Has he not earned one by now?
There’s a National Lap Dance Day and I didn’t know it? And this year, it looks like it fell on Thanksgiving.
I don’t think my stuffed tummy from turkey qualifies as getting a lap dance….
Oh well, guess I’ll mark my calendar for next year and to look for something cuter than a stuffed stomach to sit on my lap.
dear Mr. Dave.
You should promptly end your miserable, feeble existence.
But if I were to end my existence, annoying little pricks (such as yourself) wouldn’t have anywhere to post inane comments that nobody gives a shit about!
Sorry… I just like you entirely too much to abandon you like that.