I reserve the right to make fun of folks in the northeast who bitch about snow or run to the grocery to stock up on toilet paper, bread and milk at the announcment of a storm.

When I lived in Atlanta I heard someone speculating on the radio once about what might be causing an apparent city-wide compulsion to make french toast in the bathroom.

I'm pirating cupcake recipes off the internet. I never thought I would sink so low.

I have scallops in my freezer. I might be able to fake my way through a Scallops Newburg tonight.

oof.

I don't know if I can watch this. Seriously.

I feel that once the weather is severe enough that people's lives are in danger, mentioning how bad it is does not count as complaining.

For me, that may depend on how it's mentioned. You know, like, "My hair is flat because of all this rain," (not that anyone said that, here) may deserve an even sounder mocking, when the weather is taking lives.

Is it haiku time next? There's a GREAT haiku book that's out right now. I madly want it.

I feel that once the weather is severe enough that people's lives are in danger, mentioning how bad it is does not count as complaining.

When it's dangerous, it's worth mentioning and it's not complaining.

I don't even mind normal complaining because the weather is still something you can talk/bitch about without offending anyone. I think.

Oh, yeah. It's probably past Haiku time, because ita changed the code to lock us from posting after 10,000.

If Not for the Cat great haikus!

I don't know if I can watch this. Seriously.

Watch what?

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