We’d always ask him to give us a forcast. He falied every time. When you’re in grade school in PA, the weatherman is seriously the devil. Not only will he basically promise you a snow day the next day, but then you get to wake up the next morning and guess what? NO SNOW DAY BECAUSE THERE WERE NOTHING BUT F*CKING FLURRIES!!!! And then you have to watch as seemingly every other school in your area cancelled school for their students, but my Zugdamn school district wouldn’t even cancel school when the roads were solid ice and impossible to drive on. They didn’t even cancel school my soph year in HS when 75% of the school was out sick with some sort of epidemic, it was ridiculous. I miss my friends from HS, but dammit do I not miss the administration of the school district.

When Adam linked to it, it was a guy babbling about cow pastures outside of Beaver Stadium, the cow patties inside those cow pastures, how disappointing last week was, and complaining about the incoming cold weather.

I can’t really do it justice. It was just weird.