A Snowball's Chance
One of the things that you often hear people in this part of the country say is that they like living up north because they like the change of seasons. While I have never really been a fan of being cold, I suppose I do enjoy a little variety in the seasons. So my question is, what happened to them? Where's winter? I'm not one of those Al Gore weirdos who runs around complaining that my deodorant is causing global warming. I believe the planet has warm spells and cold spells. After all, most of the geological features in this area were formed by glaciers. I believe they were gone long before the SUV came along. Even this year, they're saying it's our warmest winter since 1940. That means we had a warmer one in 1940. Again, before global warming was anybody's big concern. The winters since then have been colder.
The truth is, I'm missing the snow and cold weather, but for more selfish reasons. It's costing me money. I had arranged to play every Sunday afternoon at The Sierra Inn and host the open mic at Swain Ski & Snowboard Resort. Those gigs are designed to attract the skiiers. Well no snow means no skiiers. No skiiers means no gigs. No gigs means no money for Steve.
C'mon people. Let's think cold thoughts.
UPDATE: About an hour after I posted this, it started snowing. Nice job, people!
Posted by westguitar
at 7:33 AM EST