So far

So far, 2010, the first year of the teens and the first year to know what the name of its decade is since way back in ’99 (fin d’autre siecle), has been a parade of snot, bitter cold, and just enough snow to be annoying and not nearly enough to be useful. Blowing and drifting, for those who don’t live here, means that shoveling is without purpose and that a road can be clear for a mile and then suddenly not, where a particular twist in topography drives a wind across a bend and causes the crystals to keep sweeping across. Brakes are not your friend on snow and ice – you need to know how to roll across it, though my intent for the day is to teach eligible (for driving) daughter how to slide across an empty parking lot today. Took a couple of nice tokyo drifts myself, strictly on purpose, strictly to test the slickness of the road and not because it’s in any way fun to slide two tons of big blue truck across slick pavement.

Otherwise, staying hopped up on snotballs, the deadly combination of Sudafed (no, not the real stuff, I can’t take the pharmacist’s suspicions) and Benadryl, cutting down on the surplus material on the DVR. I’ve seen so many movies in the last few days I can’t remember where one ended and the other began. The Wayans Brothers’ “Dance Flick” is highly recommended, by the way. Musically, it’s the week of The Weakerthans. Computerwise, it’s the week of family history discoveries and, thanks to the shiny new iMac upstairs (the old one only lasted nine years, can you believe that?) we’ve got the silly fun of “Plants vs. Zombies.” There is no game more fun than this.

Off to slide in the snow!