SNOW!!!

I love the snow. I really do. Unfortunately, traffic doesn't always agree with snow. For instance:

On any given day, any one of these red alerts would really snarl traffic. I'm counting eight right now, including snarls like: SR 522 -Closed to traffic, severe weather on SR 522 in both directions, SR 518 W -Accident, All Lanes Blocked on SR 518 westbound at I-5, I-405 N -Multi vehicle accident, All Lanes Blocked on I-405 northbound at 236th Street SE.

So to all of you out there stuck in traffic (including Tom Hallstrom who just called me in a state of mind which "frustrated" would only scratch the surface in description), my sympathies. I hope it helps knowing that I'm home now watching the game with a log in the fireplace, eating turkey leftovers. Yum.

Can You Guess the Christmas Carol?

You'll have the decode this lofty language to come up with the name of these classic Christmas carols.

1. Listen to the celestial messengers produce harmonious sounds.

2. Embellish the interior passageways.

3. Twelve o'clock on a clement night witnessed its arrival.

4. The Christmas preceding all others.

5. Small municipality in Judea south of Jerusalem.

6. Omnipotent supreme being who elicits respite in distinguished males.

7. Nocturnal time span of unbroken quietness.

8. Obese personification fabricated of compressed mounds of minute crystals.

9. Tintinnabulation of vacillating pendulums in inverted, metallic, resonant cups.

10. In awe of the eventide characterized by religiosity.

Mentos and Diet Coke Part II

A waste of time to do, and a waste of time to watch.

But also a little entertaining.

And if you haven't wasted enough time watching that, here's an interesting way to use £10,000.

Howdy Stranger

So you read this blog regularly, but you never post. Why is that? Don't you think that I read the posts? Is my humble blog not worthy of your brilliant post? Or do you just hate my guts?

How many times have I mentioned a story from my life to someone, or a point of view, and they tell me that they remember reading about it on my blog? I even had a complete stranger, a checker in a QFC, tell me that once. So please post and let me know who you are. It's just... funner that way.

Yes, funner.

And yes, that bit about the checker is a complete lie.

Yes/No

Indecision is a decision, and a fatal one at that. Indecision is to decide "No." If I invite you to a party, or a feast even, and you stay in indecision, you will not come to the feast, because you have rejected my invitation. You ask, "What if, after a period of indecision, I decide that I will come?" Then at that point you have stopped deciding "No" and have changed your response to "Yes."

To claim a state of indecision seems like a nice, safe, neutral state to be, but it is not. There's no such state.