I love winter. We all know this. It's snowing heavily outside--the nice, wet snow that lends itself to making perfect snowballs. All the trees and power lines are covered with it, and once the snow stops (which may be in the morning), I'll most likely be busy with the camera. It's a shame, really, that I work with a bunch of adults who have no appreciation for it, and would much rather be in Florida. To them, I say, move down there. Take a number, it's a long wait in God's Waiting Room. One of the things about living in the Northeastern US, for those who don't, snow is a fact of life in winter. If they don't like it, then get the hell out instead of complain, bitch, and moan about it. A snowstorm also amuses the hell out of me for the sheer hilarity of weathermen and women on TV and radio. Each snowstorm is preceded by some dark, ominous, disembodied voice as it leads into the segment: "Continuing coverage of the storm," which then leads into marathon coverage in which we get images of...guess what...snow! Cut to a shot of New York City, and snow! Cut to a shot of some sliding cars on a highway near Albany, and as luck would have it, more snow! Cut to a shot of some kids getting on a bus, happy that they're going home early, and wait for it now...more snow! Every time you hear about a snowstorm here, it's treated like it's the Storm of the Century. Going by that logic, then we've had over 10 Storms of the Century this winter, and we haven't even had a full-blown blizzard yet. So, yes, snow and winter is awesome. Better than the sweltering days of summer where it's too hot to have sex.
There's been a few bumps in the road in the Life of Brian in the last week or so, aside from the mess going on with my family (if you've been reading this amidst the contest polls and stuff). Most of the bumps, though, have been work-related, all of them having to do with the Lottery and several people in it. It is making me realize just how petty some people are, complaining to management about me doing things that really, are just minutia. Things that I've done to absolutely NOBODY has caused, in some way, offense. And before we go on, this is going to devolve into a work-related rant--I know some of you LOVE these, but if you'd rather not read, just ignore.
( Watch as Brian offends the Bible-humpers! )( But that's not all! Watch as he continues to offend the petty and small-minded! ) Because the snow is pretty, white powder that falls over me like a blanket, painting beautiful scenes of nature and wonder, giving me the opportunity to take the scene and preserve it in celluloid forever.