Snowpocalypse & Sexual Imprinting
Bhutanese Prayer Flags Have teh Colours
So basically all of Seattle looks like a shot from Snow Falling on Cedars and is FREAKING THE FUCK OUT. Snow so rarely sticks here that no one has any idea what to do. It is also way too hilly for me to get anywhere in my poor pansy Prius, so I'm kinda stuck at home.
Well, tomorrow I'm going to cross-country ski 5 miles to the bus stop and then go to work, but I'm not looking forward to it. :{
But seriously, we have a lot of snow right now. And I live right down on the water, which is usually nicely free of snow. But nooooo, I have four eight inches of snow. Madness!
Fortunately, dear 430_pm spent the night last night, so we had a glorious day sledding today. It was all powder so all the poor kids with the old-fashioned sleds with those runners just failed. Powder is way too fluffy for that kind of thing.
So what does one do when faced with powder?
Bust out your boogie board. That's right: boogie boards. Preferably the ones with psychadelic colours and perhaps a palm tree or two. It was AWESUM.
The Driveway of Doom
And Mt. Baker now has 50" of snow. HELL YES. The Canyon run is going to be bitchin'.
430_pm also helped me solve another mystery of my personality - in this case, my wanton lust for swarthy guys with long hair. Do you all remember The Mummy with Brendan Fraser? It came out in 1999, which was just about the time I was hitting the hormones. And I was totally crushing on this guy:
I sexually imprinted on him. I can't believe it took someone else to point out this obvious first trend of my sexual predelictions to me.
Incidentally, this may explain why my brain was constantly filled with h00rish thoughts in Morocco.