I've always said it. After you are 16 and can drive, there is no use for snow. Well, not for me anyway. I don't ski or snowboard. I'm not a big fan of cold weather and falling. And that's really the only thing snow could possibly be useful for. Don't give me that shit that it's pretty. You know what's pretty? The stars you're going to see when you hit your head after falling in this shit.
Anyway, I have season tickets for the Philadelphia Wings lacrosse games. There's a snow emergency in Philly, but do you think they'd cancel the game? No. They're totally fucking us season ticket holders that live outside of the city. It's not like there's going to be any sort or walk up crowd tonight.
I'm pissed. I know the roads probably aren't so bad right now, but by the time the game is over and all the drunk people from the game leave, it's going to be disasterous. Does the league or Comcast (who owns the Whack Off Center) give a shit about those people? No.
So I'll be home watching The 40 Year Old Virgin again, drinking the left overs from my birthday and passing out. Woo hoo! My first weekend in my 30's and I'm staying home.
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