The Nonsensical Journal

As a child I was always fascinated with snow. I would watch it on television or see it in a magazine, and it mesmerized me. I would wonder how it felt, how it tasted, how cold could it be, how it was created, and how it just covered entire cities and made it feel so peaceful… most of all I loved how you got school off due to a snow day.

Another Beautiful Day For The Beach

It took exactly five minutes of being in snow to hate everything about it. Five minutes of snow were able to massacre years and years of fond childhood imagination and pondering… senseless cold wet mess, my ears are going to fall off…

It’s another day and another… dust storm. I woke up to find a strange fluorescent orange hue of light had replaced the usual intense illumination that somehow still manages to seep around my pitch black shades.  It was another dusty day, another vision impairing, sinus flaring, eyes burning… lovely weather…

The first thought that went through my head… We should get dust days dammit…

This is climate prejudice or to be more politically correct and technical, meteorological condition discrimination.

Who are we to say that snow deserves a day off and dust storms don’t? Being snowed in is just as a serious situation as being unable to see beyond the headlights of my vehicle… not to mention I have chronic sinusitis, and call me odd but I do not enjoy inhaling silicone… what can I say, I’m just weird like that…

Come to think of it, breathing in sand is the least of my concerns, but I suppose that would apply even in clear weather conditions… Visit the Middle East, come for the rich culture, and learn to appreciate and yearn for unpolluted fresh air…

I say we need to move and declare the end of meteorological condition discrimination, we are all created equal… well except royalty and governments, they are and always will be better than all of us of course… the rest of us inferior but equal working class individuals are born equal under an unequal weather distribution agenda.

Okay now, well that was my pep talk, I expect all of you to start petitioning your local mayor who probably has nothing to do but his mistress, and I will join you all right after this game of Warcraft…