bring some corn for poppin'

it's snowing in the pacific northwest today and, true to form, it's all we want to talk about. i was going to go in search of proper snowboots last night, but i realized that was a stupid thing to do unless i wanted to pay twice the price for half the selection. i can wear my sneakers and deal with wet feet for the rest of this season. then, come spring, i shall invest in a skookum pair of sorels or somesuch über-boot. something that will last me many unpredictable lower mainland winters. the far-too-generous mkh of hidden city fame made a box du amazon appear on my doorstep yesterday in which was snuggled a copy of the elegant universe: superstrings, hidden dimensions and the search for the ultimate theory, which is probably the most beautifully jacketed book i have seen in years. it's so beautiful, i'm almost afraid to start reading it for fear i may marr it. almost afraid. there's too much in there i'm aching to learn to not. you know, for telling people not to get me gifts this holiday season, i sure have gotten a lot of presents. i wonder if this'll work again next year... okay, you know what? i'm going to start charging people who come over to my desk to look out the window a the snow. a dollar a view or five bucks for an all-day pass. it's totally distracting! not that i'm doing all that much other than staring out the window myself, but they're forcing me to make small talk my their presence. i hate making small talk. grr.