Songs to Get You Through Winter

Happy Monday, everyone. We made it through February! March, baby. I’m ready for you. The temperature still averages below school-zone speed-limits and the sky is dirtier than week old camping socks; nevertheless, I think I’ve found a way to get through the rest of winter.

Good, old-fashioned (not whiskey) winter music mix-tapes! What songs construct your winter mix? Add them in the comments and I’ll check it out. I’m hungry for new music right now. Also, I’m hungry for a breakfast burrito.

Songs for Winter

Water Liars. I’m obsessed with a Noisetrade EP they released a month back. Check out their website HERE. From the South, this “whiskey rock” trio howled their way out of the Mississippi river and into my ear-heart.

Lucy Rose. She’s British, she’s a red-head, and she sings about hogging the bed. Yes please. I’m pretty sure this song, and its album, is a couple years old and I’m just late on the draw. Sorry, draw. (more…)

My Post-Child Life Crisis

Sometimes life really sucks and you want to scream and tell everyone about how much it sucks. Like say, for instance, a blog about how cold its been lately. But then it warms up to 40 degrees and the sun shines and you think, “Whoa, I really blew a gasket back there. What happened?”

Yes, it’s been a tough winter for me and my wife. We moved across the country (from California coastland, no less) to upstate New York. We don’t know anybody, it’s cold, and I’m so busy with school that I can’t pee without compromising study time.

Lately, the loss of time has put me in a funk. Admittedly, I’m a creature of habit. I like coffee in the morning. I also like to do nothing in the morning. If I can swing it, I’ll read my Bible and center myself and pray and ask God to forgive my binge watching of Dexter. (more…)

Winter, More Like Looster

It won’t stop, guys. It just keeps coming. And coming. And falling. And chilling the bones. My blood is warm, but barely. When the day begins, I kiss my wife goodbye as she leaves for work, and I kiss her hard knowing either one of us may be later found frozen in a parking-lot ice-block.

My friend asked me, the one who Skypes from the West, how the weather has been. My answer lasted for ten minutes, and it sounded like this:

“Every week there’s this new storm. It sounds great because storms only last for two or so days. So you think, hey, alright! We just have to make it through this storm. And then, there’s another storm. Another freak wind tunnel. Another polar vortex. And you start thinking, why the Hell are we doing this to ourselves?”

My friend’s eyes wide, I decided to cool off: “How have you been?” (more…)

Five Life-Lessons the Polar Vortex Taught Me

Rochester has been cold. Very cold. The East, it would seem, was sprayed by Mr. Freeze’s Ice Gun. You’ve probably heard about it or have experienced the frigidness yourself. It’s my first East Coast winter and, well, it’s living up to its reputation.

A coworker mentioned (and you never know how true these things are) that, right now, ten minutes of exposed skin will earn you frost bite. I’m not sure what frost bite is, but it sounds delicious. They don’t sell those in California.

Here’s five life-lessons I’ve learned from living through the Polar Vortex, or as I like to call it, “The Unholy Coldy”

1. Cuss Creatively: If caught outside, unique cussing patterns can keep your brain functioning and from freezing over. Some of my favorites from the other day include, Butt-Face-Twinkie-Stealer!; Alabama-Harp-Farter!; and Mr. Bojangles, the Asshole.

2. Park Near the Entrance: I usually park far away; it saves time and I don’t mind walking. However, the other night I parked on the far end of the grocery store’s lot. By the time I reached the store, I had to borrow an ice scraper for all the frozen tear drops on my face.


Now That’s What I Call Snow: VOL. 14

Something magical happens when it snows. I’m not talking “disney” magic here; I do understand what happens to moisture when temperature drops. I even attended a physical geography class in college! (my teacher was a local weather-man)

When speaking of magic, I’m not necessarily talking about the beauty of a fresh laid snow either. See, I believe snow heals the human condition. Here are three quick reasons:

1. Snow reminds us of the planet we live on.

Mother Earth tends to lead us on. Like most women, you really couldn’t blame her. I tend to build my world around warm weather: The length of time it takes me to get anywhere, my wardrobe, my weekend plans. And whenever it snows, I’m immediately reminded of a lack of control for pretty much anything (except for of course, my bowel movements).

How does this help the human condition? No matter how much you may or may not want it to snow, it will snow. There is no control. You are reminded of the planet you live on. In another words, we’re grounded in reality. Like being pulled out of a movie by an obnoxious ringtone, the snow reminds us of what is real and what is not real.

And when we remember what is real, we also recognize what is fake. This may read weird, but after a fresh snow I always tend to think about the important things of life. My marriage, my friends, my faith. 

These things remain constant no matter the weather. No matter the season. 

2. Snow Slows Us Down and Sets Our Eyes On the Present

This reason is an easy one. We slow down. We have to! It used to take us 20 minutes to get to work, now it takes 30. I used to be able to jump in the car and go, now I have to warm it up, brush away the snow, and chip off the ice.

Why is this good? We have to think ahead. I know. It kind of sucks sometimes and it takes some getting used to. But I believe this to be a good thing. It sets our eyes on the present. Can I really just jump in the car and go? What is true about reality right now?

Since it’s snowed, I haven’t once texted while driving. I haven’t been following too closely behind any other driver either. Snow forces me to pay attention to the present, similar to how warm weather helps me forget it. I guess it’s all about the balance.

I know, I know. I’ll probably be sick of the snow soon. I’ll be craving a sunny day like a crack-head craves a five-dollar bill. Still…

3. Everyone Looks Better in Scarves

Well, we all know that’s true.