Well, because of the water debacle earlier, I hadn't eaten since this morning. So I decided to just drive through some place close.
When I got to the front gate, I saw my apartment complex's manager and a few kids standing on the sidewalk near the street oustide of the gate, along with some guy apparently trying to be dressed as Frosty The Snowman.
Now, I hate holidays, I have for years, haven't had a good holiday in several years (for reasons I'll probably go into later). But let's think about this scene that I'm encountering at the front gate.
First, this is central Texas. I haven't seen anything remotely close to snow since the mid-80's. Assuming that the little kids with Hosehead The Snowman there were born in Texas, they've probably never seen snow or a snowman for real and only in pictures. That's the first illegitimate characteristic of HTS I noticed. That's like wearing a cowboy hat in Canada, it just doesn't work. (when I'm hungry and cranky, these are the things I think about) Next, think about how snowmen are built. Three big balls of snow. Well, this guy had on a big round snowman head and a plain white jumpsuit, kinda like one that you would wear if you were going to dress up as a polar bear. It looked creepily close to that guy Jack in the Jack-In-The-Box restaurant commericals (I hope Jack-In-The-Box is nationwide and you get this reference, it's perfect). That's one funky snowman.
Lastly, there is a little turn-off driveway off the main street that you take to turn into my apartment complex; Hosehead was standing in the middle of that driveway waving at people.
Instead of driving through someplace, I decided to just stay at the restaurant and eat so I wouldn't get to meet Hosehead. Okay, let's be honest, I stayed at the restaurant so I would avoid Hosehead and also avoid urge of plowing into him on the way home.
Maybe that was the only costume they had left at the Costume Shop. But this is Texas. There are no snowmen, ever. So it's kinda like seeing a UFO. (okay, if you wanna split hairs, it does snow in the REALLY northern tip of Texas, but certainly not in Central Texas where I am)
Ok, I'm done now.
When I got to the front gate, I saw my apartment complex's manager and a few kids standing on the sidewalk near the street oustide of the gate, along with some guy apparently trying to be dressed as Frosty The Snowman.
Now, I hate holidays, I have for years, haven't had a good holiday in several years (for reasons I'll probably go into later). But let's think about this scene that I'm encountering at the front gate.
First, this is central Texas. I haven't seen anything remotely close to snow since the mid-80's. Assuming that the little kids with Hosehead The Snowman there were born in Texas, they've probably never seen snow or a snowman for real and only in pictures. That's the first illegitimate characteristic of HTS I noticed. That's like wearing a cowboy hat in Canada, it just doesn't work. (when I'm hungry and cranky, these are the things I think about) Next, think about how snowmen are built. Three big balls of snow. Well, this guy had on a big round snowman head and a plain white jumpsuit, kinda like one that you would wear if you were going to dress up as a polar bear. It looked creepily close to that guy Jack in the Jack-In-The-Box restaurant commericals (I hope Jack-In-The-Box is nationwide and you get this reference, it's perfect). That's one funky snowman.
Lastly, there is a little turn-off driveway off the main street that you take to turn into my apartment complex; Hosehead was standing in the middle of that driveway waving at people.
Instead of driving through someplace, I decided to just stay at the restaurant and eat so I wouldn't get to meet Hosehead. Okay, let's be honest, I stayed at the restaurant so I would avoid Hosehead and also avoid urge of plowing into him on the way home.
Maybe that was the only costume they had left at the Costume Shop. But this is Texas. There are no snowmen, ever. So it's kinda like seeing a UFO. (okay, if you wanna split hairs, it does snow in the REALLY northern tip of Texas, but certainly not in Central Texas where I am)
Ok, I'm done now.
quinne:
i want to live in texas
stevesod:
Quinne, I would be in Heaven if you lived in Texas. :-) You'll have someone to show you around town if you ever grace this state, though! 