I've got today and tomorrow to finish prepping for the coming Arctic blast, words I did not want to hear this winter. What a drag. It looks like two days of bitter cold and a rebound but the damn forecasts are simply worthless. Still no snow in our forecasts, and that's the only good thing. How I hate winter. Oh well. That's life in the PU, a place that is basically hostile to life. Where you find life it's in a tiny oasis, clinging to a rock, in essence, and doomed to eventual extinction. Welcome to the Physical Universe! It stinks. Reality makes one want to be a dualist, crazy as that is, just to escape the futility of existence in the stinking, rotten, detestable, PU. The impending "Arctic BUM-blast" has got me in a foul mood. Who ordered this crap, anyway??
If it takes a sense of humor to make life endurable, then life really is a joke. But not a very good one. On the other hand, if you like your jokes sick and twisted, cruel and mean... this is the place for you! Enjoy.
No comments:
Post a Comment