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Piles of Climate Change.

Johnny — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 17:48:14 +0000

Everywhere in Baltimore, we hear the sarcastic phrase, “Piles of Global Warming.” I just thought I’d clog up the internetz with the correct adage:

Piles of Climate Change.

Snow doesn’t disprove Global Warming. It proves (or at least works toward it — I realize that it does not constitute a real proof) Climate Change. Sorta.

The refusal to acknowledge the “new” popular terminology for how we’re fucking up the planet does go a long way toward proving that denials of Climate Change have nothing to do with science and a lot to do with habit, politics and curmudeonliness — maybe even frustration that this state and city lean to the left just a little, sometimes. But I think I’m overstepping myself there. Aside from spending a lot of money and our high taxes, you’d think we didn’t live in a blue state sometimes though.

I miss my friends.

Johnny — Fri, 19 Feb 2010 17:39:19 +0000

We’ve been kinda shut-ins for a month now, from Mama’s bedrest. I mean, we were never exactly socialites or anything, but we haven’t gone to dinner or even out for coffee or a walk in a very long time. That’s one thing. But a lot of my friends have new kids, kids on the way, and we’ve all been blocked in with this freakin snow. No one’s been able to go out. I miss my pals. I can’t wait for spring and this crap to melt away.

Why I am STILL not at work today.

Johnny — Fri, 12 Feb 2010 14:47:30 +0000

I am not venturing out on my bike or on foot, and my bus line’s not running, either. Not that I’m upset to work from home, on my tiny laptop/netbook.

Coming to you from my new netbook.

Johnny — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 00:23:19 +0000

While the snow is falling like crazy, and my belly is full.

COLD!

Johnny — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 18:26:52 +0000

Wow, Baltimore is cold.Â Given my complaints about the lack of winter in Southern Illinois, I don’t mean to complain now.Â I like when it’s cold in the winter.Â Just saying.Â It’s cold.Â I’m wearing a scarf in my office, on my lunch break, relaxing with my mp3 player and the internet. My feet are cold. Though, I am wearing socks and sandals.

Shoveling snow two weeks ago when we got the mini blizzard, I was wearing shoes. Wet shoes. My broken toe was killing me. I don’t know if it was the cold, the wet or the shoes. But I do know it feels better in socks and sandals. Too bad everyone stares at me. One bus driver gave me such a look just before the holidays that I was not completely sure he was going to let me on the bus.

My recent injuries hurt a good bit this winter. The non-broken right hand is stiff and painful in the morning. The toe doesn’t like the cold, like the one I shattered pinky toe from 2003. My broken wrist predicts rain, and snow makes it hurt like no one’s business. I was talking about my two metal teeth with my co-worker yesterday, and he said I’m like a roadmap. I think that’s funny. I do need to invent better stories to go along with my defects. My broken teeth? No accident! I defended someone’s honor in a bar fight and got bumbled by three bikers! Etc. Maybe for Baby, when he/she asks why Daddy has metal in his mouth and foot and why his wrist makes noises.

Rotunda snow bank.

Johnny — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 15:32:38 +0000

It wasn’t long before everything was either dirty or melting.

Snow day!

Johnny — Mon, 21 Dec 2009 15:59:51 +0000

Okay, so it’s the third snow day. And I’m technically on vacation now. So. It’s not really a snow day at all. But still. Waking up a little late to the sound of mounds of snow sliding off of my building’s big slate roof and listening to Tori Amos’ Midwinter Graces while sipping a peppermint mocha, well, that’s winter heaven.

I do need to take a walk later to pick up some stuff and food and possibly for some last-minute shopping.

But then more PJs and soup and coffee/tea/cocoa and movies and books.

Hell, when it comes to relaxing and cozy comfort, I’m king.