Dreams DO come true
So the snow's coming down so fast it looks like a crew of people is standing on the roof dumping out flake detergent from boxes. I'm not going out in this crap, and I'm really wishing we lived in the Caribbean or Mexico right now. My mother sent me a link to a house down there for $155K that looked damn nice, even if it means I have to boil my water and buy an armored SUV to keep my family safe.
Anyway, I'm sitting here in my underwear, idly looking out the window, playing MacMAME and eating some microwave taquitos. Pokemon's on the TV. And then it strikes me: It'd be interesting if I could go back in a time machine about 18 years ago and track down my 15 year old self and tell him what I was up to today, that younger version of me would say, "OMG! Dreams *do* come true."
It reminds me of that old maxim: Be careful what you wish for -- you might just get it.
Bonnie has an interesting theory about sunny climates. Everywhere that doesn't snow has some other major calamity associated with it: Earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, mudslides, forest fires, killer bees or terrorists.