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Why I Should Live in the Desert

November 28th, 2008

A few weeks ago I happened to be upstate in the place where I was born and raised – Watertown, NY. Chances are you’ve never heard of this place. Don’t feel bad. I certainly spent a couple of years trying to forget it. However, if you know of this remote locale, I guarantee your first thought is, “They get a lot of snow.” Or maybe, “Isn’t it really cold up there?” The simple answer to that question is UH HUH.

So it’s the beginning of November and in the city we’re just pulling out our ‘between season’ clothing. The air is getting a bit brisker and the bare wood floors are chilly under our feet. Now, since I grew up in a place that is no less than 30 degrees below zero for the majority of the year, I figured I’d have thick skin and be fine in whatever clothing I happened to bring home. Which, in turn, happened to be all of my dirty clothing. Which were from October. And did not include a snow suit. I was clearly unprepared for this:

1. Life-Size Snow Globe

lifesize snowglobe - watertown, ny

And this:

2. Crystal Clear Ice Water

first snowstorm of the year - watertown, ny

And this:

3. Last Little Leaves

leaf and snow - watertown, ny

When I woke up to that snowstorm, I knew I was fucked. I didn’t have time to run to the mall and buy anything heavier to wear, so I toughed it out the best I could with what I had. My outfits may have looked cute, but I’m sure the purple fingers and constant shivering were the real turn on. Fortunately, I was with family who have to love you no matter what. Even if you bitch for 3 days straight about how you just CAN’T BELIEVE HOW FUCKING COLD IT IS.

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