The five stages of winter
Wherein since I wrote it, it isn't exactly stealing to copy & paste and edit.
- Denial. "It can't be snow!" Maybe a volcano erupted in South Dakota and this is the ash fallout. I hope.
- Anger. Screw this, I'm moving to Arizona. For reference, read Lileks' Bleat every day for the next six months.
- Bargaining. Just let me see the sun once and I promise not to run over the Winter carnival.
- Depression. One word: snotcicle.
- Acceptance. It's not so bad out. You just have to learn to dress in layers.
posted by bill at 12:04 PM
2 Comments:
Dude, you live in Atlanta! It's not like you're Pooh, freezing your ass off for 11.5 months a year on an icesheet.
1. An earlier version of this was left at the Althouse post about the first snowfall.
2. I have done 15 Minnesota winters. Which is enough to have gone through all 5 stages AND recognize the fact that "The Shining" is a documentary about cabin fever.
3. I forget what three is for...but there's always a third.
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