Snowflakes are falling; I’ll catch them in my hands.

I dreamt last night about The Decemberists and woke up in a cold sweat with “O Valencia!” in my head. I don’t think those things are related.

I spent most of the day in bed with one of those Headaches from Hell. Someone should just chop my head off when I get one. Seriously. It’d be a favor. I could just pick my head up and carry it around with me like the Green Knight. Who will be my Gawain? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

Here’s the Official Grey’s Question O’ The Week™:
Do you think they’re keeping Sloan around to de-villainize Alex?

What is a hipster, anyway? Isn’t that a type of jeans?

I want to move away. To the North. Who’s with me?

So I’ve been taking Tylenol cold medicine in an attempt to get rid of this dumb sore throat. And the first couple times I took the medicine, I got a little weirded out because I was left with a weird flavor in my mouth like candy. I thought I was going crazy.
Then, when I bought more, I realized they said “Cool Burst Caplets” or something on the front. And they have a fresh, minty aftertaste. The Tylenol website says, “Tylenol Cold Daytime with Cool Burst gives you multi-symptom relief-plus an instant cooling sensation you’ll feel right away.”
Is that weird? The pills are only in my mouth a split second before I swallow them, but they leave an aftertaste? It’s annoying at times and unexpected. Is there medical reasoning behind it?
Gr. Argh.

I’m out.
Peace, love, and old-fashioned, unflavored cold medicine to you and yours.

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Spiffy

Comment by Spiffy | 2006/11/17 at 21:27:52

You know, geography wasn’t my major or anything, but I’m pretty sure Chicago is north.

Just saying.
ben

Comment by ben | 2006/11/17 at 21:56:22

I would avoid these northern parts by all means necessary. The only things that we offer are: cold, ice, snow, dried out skin, salt on the roads that rusts out the undersides of your car, people who forget how to drive on snow, having to wake up early to start your car so you can drive into work without ice stuck to all the windows (although that makes for a more adventurous morning commute; sliding through intersections and whatnot), lowered immune systems, the bubonic plague, seasonal affective disorder (it gets dark here now around 5:00 PM) and if we’re talking north as in Michigan, we currently have the 50th worst economy out of all the states, or something like that. If it’s snow you’re after, the upper peninsula of Michigan supposedly has had snow on the ground into July. Michigan does have some tasty microbreweries though. Rather, the beer that they produce is tasty, not the establishments themselves.

I can’t speak for Spiffy, but I’m sure that things are about the same on his side of Lake Michigan, minus silly things like the bubonic plague. Although I will concede that in more moderate seasons, Chicago pwns anything Michigan has to offer. Easily. In fact, I would be heading there this weekend, if not for this damned, crappy novel that I’m writing.
Flint

Comment by Flint | 2006/11/22 at 09:50:48

Isn’t hipster some old geeser lingo? Anyways, I’m not coming. I like the flatness of Lubbock, right here. Yup. I am content.