I can’t stand the sight of my winter clothes anymore. My boots, coat, gloves and hat just piss me off at this point. I resent any day when I have to layer up and see my breath within seconds of walking outside.
Thinking I wasn’t the only one who must be having these thoughts, I decided to have a “winter clothes burning” party; a chance for people to come by and purge apparel that will be forever associated with this year’s awful weather. Then I realized I can’t be trusted to control a bonfire of clothes. Further, there’s surely a more responsible approach to getting rid of our collective cold weather-wear.
I decided instead to do a “winter purge” for charity. Only problem is, that’s as far as I’ve gotten with the idea. I’m open to ideas as to how to coordinate location/charity. My goal is to do it before Opening Day, Chicago’s unofficial beginning of Spring.
I’d love your input!
I drove into the city southbound on Lake Shore Drive this morning around 7 a.m. To my left, the sun was coming up over the lake; above me, the sky was cloud-free. The true, proof-that-we’re-hurtling-towards-the-sun, warmth of the day was still a few hours away from kicking in, but you could tell that it was coming.
The city felt alive and conquerable in the waking hours of the workday; it made me feel like the bullshit of everyday life was beatable. When faced with a morning like that, it’s critical to pick the right band to use as the soundtrack. My choice this morning is one I strongly recommend to use yourself the next time a day like this presents itself: Sam & Dave.
It’s the horns, the bare-bones production, the keyboard … the vocals. Sam & Dave is textbook mood elevation music. For the 20 minutes or so I was stuck on the Drive, I rolled through “You Got Me Hummin’,” “A Place Nobody Can Find,” Hold On, I’m Comin’,” “Wrap It Up,” and “I Take What I Want.” I swear it changed my outlook for the entire day.
For further consideration:
I spent a couple of hours this morning carving a path out of a mountain of snow.
Now that I’ve caught my breath, I’m sure that I cracked a few vertebrae in the process. There just aren’t enough Motrin to negotiate my way through the remainder of the day,
Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds “Fifteen Feet of Pure Driven Snow”
Okay, more metal…
Dragonforce “Fury of the Storm”
Rolling Stones “Winter”
Black Sabbath “Snowblind”