The End Draws Near

The snow came back with a vengeance today, didn't it fellow Saskatonian's? Holy shit!! It was sunshiny and brisk when I went into my work today at around half past twelve, but when I came out, a thick blanket of snow covering everything.

Of course, that shit's expected when spring draws near. The weather warms up, giving everything a chance to thaw and melt. Then Mother Nature throws a curve ball and dumps a blanket of snow on everyone. It rarely comes as a surprise to me every year, yet most around me always seem so surprised. I just don't get that.

It was a nice snowstorm, though. The kind that makes me want to go for a long walk. Only long walks are better with company, and I haven't anyone to walk with, but no matter. When I arrived at home, I noticed my cat, Monkey, calmly looking out the front window. Eagerly awaiting my return home, as he does on a daily basis.

Times weren't always this calm though. I recall the first day it snowed. The look of panic on his face was priceless. I wish I had my camera at the ready. He was born at the beginning of May (2010), so he never got to see any of the white stuff. So when the first snowfall came, I found him nervously cowering on the chair that faces away from my front window. His eyes were wide, pupils dialated, and every few moments, he'd sneak a peek over the chair, to watch the snow fall on the front yard and the street. I pet him and reassured that the world was not coming to an end. That Armageddon was not upon us. Days later, I'd take him out and let him investigate the cold snow himself and since then he seems fine with it all.

Not everyone reacts well to the snow, though. There was one elderly fellow that caught my eye on the way home tonight. I needed some milk so I ducked into the Extra Foods just down the street from my house. When I pulled into the crowded parking lot, I noticed a mid-80's stationwagon vacating a parking spot near the doors. I was tempted to drive down and snag that spot, but opted to go another avenue. Glad I did, too. As I was walking into the store, I noticed the stationwagon still blocking traffic and the man out trying to re-attach his front marker light. Apparently, as he was pulling out his bohemoth of a car, he clipped the truck next to him.

"If you can't handle a vehicle that big," I thought to myself quietly, "You shouldn't f*ckin' drive it anymore!"

I was only in the store for maybe ten or fifteen minutes, before I returned to my truck. I decided to pull around to the far off exit, as traffic was a real bitch. In my transit to the exit, I seen the same old man, in the same old stationwagon/land yacht, parked in a new place. Only this time, he had all new problems. It seems that in his haste to exit the parking lot, he managed to get his vehicle lodged atop of a meridian. Being that there is snow covering everything, I can't recall what is in the place of those large meridians in the parking lot, however his right front tire was not touching the ground. My best estimation would be: He's f*cked! His best bet from this point on is to surrender his driver's license. No more driving for this delusional f*cker. Get off the road before he kills somebody.

When it snows, every one believes themselves to be invincible. Especially the f*ckers with four-wheel drives. Most of the vehicle rollovers I've ever seen during the winter months, were by people driving 4x4's. They seem to think that because all four tires are driving the vehicle, that the laws of physics don't apply. Guess what dummy's? They DO apply. They're f*cking laws, after all!!!