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12/17/07 - 2 feet of glorious motherfucking snow. My lower lumbar feels like it's been repeatedly kicked in by savage mules from all the shovelling, but damn do I love this weather. You know what has always pissed me off, though? The growing amount of assholes and whiny shits who bitch about cold and snow .... when we live in fucking New England. I live here and raise my kids here because I love it. I love the warm summers, I love the crisp springs, I am goddamn nuts about the awesome explosion of color in the fall, and when it's winter, I want 2 feet of friggin' snow. No questions. Is it so much to ask that for the 3 months that the calendar says "winter" there is some goddamn snow on the ground? And when there is, what happens? People bitch. I hate it when I just spent 20 envigorating minutes cleaning ice and snow off the Steve McQueen of Mini-Vans?, pull into the Dunkin Donuts at the gas station, and 2 soccer moms and an accountant are complaining about the cold weather. In December. What the fuck do these people expect? Why do they even fucking live here? Don't like it, move to Nebraska or Georgia or New Mexico. Get the fuck away from me. Because even though my back hurts like an old man who writes complaint letters to the FCC all day, I love shovelling snow and scraping cars. Comes with the territory and makes me feel alive. It's part of being from New England. Embrace it or leave, you whiny bastards.
 
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12/17/07 - 2 feet of glorious motherfucking snow. My lower lumbar feels like it's been repeatedly kicked in by savage mules from all the shovelling, but damn do I love this weather. You know what has always pissed me off, though? The growing amount of assholes and whiny shits who bitch about cold and snow .... when we live in fucking New England. I live here and raise my kids here because I love it. I love the warm summers, I love the crisp springs, I am goddamn nuts about the awesome explosion of color in the fall, and when it's winter, I want 2 feet of friggin' snow. No questions. Is it so much to ask that for the 3 months that the calendar says "winter" there is some goddamn snow on the ground? And when there is, what happens? People bitch. I hate it when I just spent 20 envigorating minutes cleaning ice and snow off the Steve McQueen of Mini-Vans?, pull into the Dunkin Donuts at the gas station, and 2 soccer moms and an accountant are complaining about the cold weather. In December. What the fuck do these people expect? Why do they even fucking live here? Don't like it, move to Nebraska or Georgia or New Mexico. Get the fuck away from me. Because even though my back hurts like an old man who writes complaint letters to the FCC all day, I love shovelling snow and scraping cars. Comes with the territory and makes me feel alive. It's part of being from New England. Embrace it or leave, you whiny bastards.

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12/17/07 - 2 feet of glorious motherfucking snow. My lower lumbar feels like it's been repeatedly kicked in by savage mules from all the shovelling, but damn do I love this weather. You know what has always pissed me off, though? The growing amount of assholes and whiny shits who bitch about cold and snow .... when we live in fucking New England. I live here and raise my kids here because I love it. I love the warm summers, I love the crisp springs, I am goddamn nuts about the awesome explosion of color in the fall, and when it's winter, I want 2 feet of friggin' snow. No questions. Is it so much to ask that for the 3 months that the calendar says "winter" there is some goddamn snow on the ground? And when there is, what happens? People bitch. I hate it when I just spent 20 envigorating minutes cleaning ice and snow off the Steve McQueen of Mini-Vans?, pull into the Dunkin Donuts at the gas station, and 2 soccer moms and an accountant are complaining about the cold weather. In December. What the fuck do these people expect? Why do they even fucking live here? Don't like it, move to Nebraska or Georgia or New Mexico. Get the fuck away from me. Because even though my back hurts like an old man who writes complaint letters to the FCC all day, I love shovelling snow and scraping cars. Comes with the territory and makes me feel alive. It's part of being from New England. Embrace it or leave, you whiny bastards.
I think that it is really cool that you guys like the snow. That is the great thing about America, you can choose your climate pretty much.

I spent the day on the beach at Hout Bay today (Hout Bay - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia). It's gonna be sunny and 75-85 high every day for the next four months, with the occasional early morning fog. We also have high winds several times a year that make anything but a walk on the beach unpleasant. But, all in all, we are very fortunate to have the weather we have. It's one of the reasons I love it here in Cape Town.

That said, paradise can leave a lot to be desired. I've put in 30kms on the road the last few days (walking, can't run) and fell asleep on the beach today. I look a bit like an advertisement for Red Lobster and the idea of snow seems like a helluva lot more sensible thing. I could add that the bloody leaves change here in about one week. I loved seeing the leaves change this year in the US. The snow sucks, if you don't like it, but we have to go into the mountains to find it in winter and even then, skiing is out of the question. It also rains too much in winter for my liking. But, all in all, I really like it here.

I guess the secret is to enjoy what you have and if you can't, then get the heck to a place where you can. Life is too bloody short to waste it complaining about the weather.
 
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