flaking on Repeal Day
Once again, greetings from the lobby of the Richmond Ballet building! While the kid’s in class, I’m hopped up on 24oz of free (after 4pm!) Kenya AA from Wa Wa, killing time by taking care of some Christmas shopping. I love the freakin’ internet!
The big news for today, of course, was the first snow of the year here in Central Virginia; not that it amounted to anything at all; as expected, the general consensus among co-workers started with celebration, though as we got into early afternoon, things slowly shifted to panic (despite the fact that it was all over with, with no accumulation whatsoever by 2pm), mental plans to strip the grocery store shelves of milk and bread masked with joking speculation over whether the workplace is going to close up early (which of course it didn’t).
Anyway, since according to the conventional wisdom in the mid-atlantic is that if a flake falls, it’s too dangerous to drive anyway, I might as well stay home tonight and celebrate both the anniversary of the passage of the 21st Amendment (for those of you who aren’t Constitutional Scholars, it repealed prohibition, meaning that one could once again, since the passage of the 18th amendment, buy booze legally again) and the white stuff by hoisting a cold, frosty mug of the black stuff:
It sounds like a plan to me.
And yeah – a special shout out to the Bedazzled One, who’s abroad this fine evening, living the dream…break a leg!
