That happened last year down here.And it never snows on Christmas. Instead, it's 39 degrees and raining. Twenty bucks.
It's not hard to drive on snow. At all.You want snow? You want to get up 4 hrs. earlier to shuffle snow out of the way and off your car? You want to lose control of your car because of ice and hit a boat load of people/cars? Alrighty then...
Toyomatt? Azurman? Some one with experience with cars on ice/black ice wanna verify it being "easy"?
X-Mas = Snow = Snowboard = Ski trip with homies = Chill 'til you drop
This will be my 6th winter driving in Michigan, I feel as if I'm becoming a better driver but I'm only 20 (yes we get our permits to drive at 14) and I still have a lot to learn.
X-Mas = Snow&Frozen River = Snowmobile = Snomobile ride with homies = Chill 'til you drop
How can you 'Chill 'til you drop?'
I agree. Occasionally I catch myself humming a Christmas song in mid-summer. The odd looks from other make me quit. It's just that for some reason when I am in a really good mood I think of Christmas.I love the commercialism. The songs, the food, the general good mood that folks are in. It's all very positive.
Amateur. I have used some crazy stuff in my day. Ammonia-chloride and potassium-chloride(?) come to mind. Rock salt is slow and has impractical temperature limits. You aren't really trying until you have to wear gloves to protect your hands and you can hear the ice cracking within five minutes of treatment.On shoveling snow:
It's called rock-salt.
Heck, even Kentucky gets its fair share of black ice and there is nothing easy about it as you often can't see it.Toyomatt? Azurman? Some one with experience with cars on ice/black ice wanna verify it being "easy"?
WE NEVER GET SNOW ON CHRISTMAS, EVER.
On shoveling snow:
It's called rock-salt.
It's not hard to drive on snow. At all.
Besides just getting stuck, I've never had a problem with snow.
👎 Moving snow
Although, I still love to make snowmen, so I don't completely hate a heavy wet snow either.
How can you 'Chill 'til you drop?'
You want snow? You want to get up 4 hrs. earlier to shuffle snow out of the way and off your car? You want to lose control of your car because of ice and hit a boat load of people/cars? Alrighty then...
On shoveling snow:
It's called rock-salt.
On shoveling snow:
It's called rock-salt.
I agree completely. That said, I'm a greedy hypocrite, and I like to take the opportunity to try to get a DFP. I have exactly no income (age=14), so Christmas bugs the hell out of me, but it's a useful tool. And, of course, there's the wonderful "no school for 3 weeks" bit, but that's probably just a function of me being forced into the AP program, which is confusing the hell out of me, which is turning my family of geniuses against me.This years major gripes are:
- Having to spend more time with family I neither like nor wish to spend time with.
- The thought that cramming us around a table with various anonymous meats with paper hats and crackers will somehow feel homely, and perhaps bring us together. Counselling would bring us together. Not vacuous tinsel and confined spaces.
- Giving gifts and cards to people I barely know, but see everyday so it would be rude, and awkward in the future. I am more than happy to buy presents for my family and friends, but more often than not, someone who I don't expect to buy me a present, buys me one. Usually close to Christmas, thus restricting the time I have to rush around, buying a last-minute present that represents my indifference towards them.
- The commercialisaton of it all. I can rant on at my friends for hours about this. For me it's all just a giant marketing excercise. Aimed at children. And employing "pester power". If you already have a product out, it seems the done thing nowadays to add something minor to it and market it as a new product, or at the very least the "Christmas" edition. And the pretentious decorations! IKEA put up their christmas decorations in the middle of October! October, dammit!
- It's a sad reflection on some of todays youth that all the kids in my family, and most of my friend's families (and that's a lot of kids) are quite happy to write down a page-long list of what presents they want to be gifted by this "Santa", and yet they scream and bawl at the idea of going to church on Christmas morning. It's not even as thought we ask for an hour per week, as many religious families do, we only ask an hour per year.
- I could understand if they maybe didn't have particularly strong religious thoughts, but it's as much for me and the rest of the family as for themselves and God.
- The songs, oh GOD the songs. They play on pure irritation, it's a mind-numbing experiment as to who can make the most money by jamming their music into peoples heads. Once the honeymoon period for christmas has worn off, the novelty records are usually to be found where I believe they should have been even before production. The bargain bin.