Winter’s icy blasts It may look like an idyllic white Christmas scene to some, but to me it is leaden with horrors that would make “Nightmare on Elm Street” look tame by comparison. “The white blanket of snow lies heavy o’er the land” might be the thoughts of the poet, but my thoughts are more like “I’d like to be able to wave my hand and have this cold crap disappear.” First, I must find my snow shovel. I know I put it away last spring, but where that might be at this juncture, I have no idea.... Sign in to see full entry.
Warped thoughts for Monday, November 27, 2006
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