We are in the midst of a pretty decent snowstorm as I type this, one of those that is bad enough to close a lot of schools, bad enough to screw up a lot of traffic, but not bad enough to cause utter mayhem nor get headlines like “Snowpocalypse,” “Snowmageddon,” nor something boring like “Blizzard.” It’s been a relatively calm couple of winters here in the Chicago area, but the end of February and now early March are seeming to make up for things at least in being persistently a pain in the butt.
My sister shot me a text earlier today saying “Build a snowman for me!”, and I probably should, but instead of trodding out in the snow, I’m deciding to let it be a calm day, working a lot on some website updates here at Entertainment Ave!, and trying to catch up on some 2013 projects I’ve been blowing off. Yet there is still a part of me that says, “Come on, go build that snowman! You know you want to!” The thing is my wife is out in the snowstorm as I type this, and building a snowman right now would mean doing it by myself, which when I was eight year’s old probably wouldn’t seem odd, I built plenty of snowmen and snow forts by myself in my younger days, but as an adult it just seems like it would be a little weird, envisioning the neighbors looking out of their windows saying “Wow, that’s a little sad. Mr. Dude building a snowman by himself.”
There’s still time, I suppose, for me to head outside and heed my sister’s advice, but I’ll probably just keep working, waiting for Mrs. Dude to get home safe, and keep plighting: When was the last time you built a snowman?
That’s it for this plight! I’m The Dude on the Right!! L8R!!!