Post #146179 by Scott McGerik on Fri, Mar 11, 2005 2:09 PM

As I type, frozen water is falling from the sky. It is overcast with a color somewhere between grey-white and white-grey. The ground is a patchwork of white snow and brown oak leaves.
Ugh! I hate Minnesota! I never acknowledged how much I hate where I live until I visited Costa Mesa and saw palm trees, flowering shrubs, and skin, smelled the ocean breeze, and felt the warmth of the sun.
I have been living in denial! I have denied that I dislike this place. I derided others as being whiners but look at this message, I am whining!
Minnesota is about suffering and perseverence. I want to live someplace where I don't have to worry about breaking my neck from slipping on ice everytime I step outside of my house. I kid you not. The sidewalk from my house to the driveway is a skating rink. I just spread 20 lbs of sand on it so that our guests tonight won't wipe out and kill themselves!
At least I can derive some solace tonight. We are broiling swordfish steak with lime and cilantro. Sure, it ain't the same as dining at a sushi restaurant in Costa Mesa or Laguna Beach, but at least I can enjoy some of the bounty of the sea.
Damn. I'm depressed. Maybe I need a cocktail. Preferably, a cocktail with lots of rum in it. Rum from Barbados, Jamaica, Haiti, the Virgin Islands, Puerto Rico...and pineapple. Yeah! It has to have pineapple in it. :)