Hmmm ...

Snow. Snow puts the 'no' in snow. Yea.

See, tomatoes are the devil's balls. And rain is either god crying or pissing. Hail and sleet are reminders that God reads the Old Book for ideas, and hurricanes, earthquakes and tsunamis (as well as mudslides, pennies from heaven,volcanoe eruptions and plagues of frogs - loads of folks croaking) are evidence. Yeesh. Not to mention Mother Nature's whim!

You see, I love weather. I smile when it's some crazy snow/sleet storm. In Ottawa we have ice storms every once in a while. I like to call those "Stay the Fuck Indoors" days. No biggie. I listen to B.I.G. all day on those days. Thing is, I have no slightly clever conceptualization of snow in my head. Sometimes I hate it (like right now!) and sometimes snow is these poofs of fluff and fall from up there somewhere and rest on my nose, snuggling up against the warmth of my skin. Cute. So...

God's dandruff? Nah. Too gross. Plus,  I don't always think that. At least "Devil's balls" is a little bit clever. Sky Coke is one I thought of once. Makes crazy white people high! Fact. But... nah, I'm not into drugs enough for that. Coldness Flakes. Nah. Sounds like an annoying rip of of Frosted Flakes. "Just put them in the freezer for an hour!" Yipes.

Perhaps not everything needs some special place or name. Maybe sometimes a snowstorm is just a snowstorm. That's a decent conclusion. Thus, all I really have to say is :

Good Morning Little World. I Love You! And You Will Not See My Face Till After The Snow.
(Sometime this summer sounds good!)