Oh yeah, It’s Monday again. Yesterday I had two laugh out loud moments. One was because I was wearing a sweater that I really like and it made me laugh. I think someone from my family got it for Bill as a present last year, 2006. He never wears it, I found it and I love it. Nice gray Old Navy sweater, very comfortable with a zipper to zip up. It really is a fun sweater and if you wore it, I think you would laugh too out of happiness.

The other laugh out loud moment was when I was watching 60 Minutes, not usually known for it’s comedy, and they were interviewing the 23 year old inventor of Facebook. The commentator was talking to someone else who mentioned how the generation born in the 80’s see things totally different from the boomers and the X’ers. X’ers sounds like Excer my friend from back in the day and I laughed because it was so odd to hear Excer’s name on TV, even though it wasn’t what they meant.

Yes, yesterday was just a silly day for me. Plus the anticipation of the massive snowstorm we were expecting made me giddy. It really didn’t take much to make me laugh, and though it was two small inconsequential things, totally unrelated I took the laugh wholeheartedly. Last night I watched some clips from the Golden Globes since it wasn’t officially on. I had hoped the Simpsons would be on, but the Terminator show was on instead and I tried watching that for a little while but I really wasn’t that interested in it.

I killed time until The Wire came on. Good acting all around, great writing. I tried several times to get into watching it, but something would come up and I would miss an episode and it became harder each time to get back into the plot. Since this is the final season, I’m giving it the old college try and digging what I’ve seen so far. There are ties to previous seasons that pop up and occasionally I see a character that I never saw before, or an incident that happened previously but it’s not insurmountable to get back into the swing of things.

After that I just read and listen to the rain fall on my window pane, waiting for it to turn into snow. And with those hopeful thoughts I went to sleep after waxing my Flexible Flier sled. Fell into a deep sleep and woke up after hitting the snooze button twice. I looked out the window, expecting to see cars buried in the snow, whiteness everywhere, and my heart sank. I saw asphalt and the cars parked the way they were last night.

So much hype about the big snow storm and I believed all of it. I felt like a kid again, a Sunday night, snow expected, another day off, a three day weekend. Perhaps sledding down Gunther Avenue, carefully wiping out before the corner of Main Street. Nope, none of that. Tough sledding, like my mother used to say.

Though I woke up late, I was surprised that I can still get it together and catch the bus to the city in about 45 minutes, not really hustling, just the routine is so easy to fall into, it’s like jumping on a conveyor belt, going through the motions and winding up at the bus stop at 5th and Washington Street. Bleary eyed, one cup of coffee and I’m gone. Thats about all for now, hope you like the photos yesterday.