Neon Angel

Happy new year, everyone! I’m having issues hating on the new year already, but I’m optimistic that it won’t disappoint my low expectations, so you have to love that I’m a glass half full kind of girl, lol.

Last week I headed downtown to the square and took some crappy photos along the way, then peeked out my window yesterday and was amazed by the difference. Albany tends to have the weirdest, worst and wildest seasonal changes you’ve ever seen.

It’s not that I’m not used to snow, I was born up by the Canadian border for shit’s sake, I lived through the blizzards of 87 and 88 with vivid memories of trees smashing into houses and news about car wrecks from the weather, and I’ve lived in Utah where the snow gets as high as your house windows and your face freezes and falls off even when you’ve got a scarf around it. I can safely say that I’ve been there and done that when it comes to snow. Where Albany is weird (maybe it’s all of Missouri, I don’t know?) is in the fact that the seasons don’t match up to their names and the weather changes on a whim.

Take these photos for example, a couple of out-the-windows with somewhat average country winter weather, right?

Well, that was today and I’ll give you that for winter that’s not all that weird. But these are from only a few days, and many degrees ago (I was walking around without a coat on when I took these!). Why can’t the weather just be somewhat predictable?

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*big whiff* Ahh, don’t you just love that new website smell? It’s like someone opened a fresh jar of peaches, isn’t it? Like summer lies ahead or some other such fun rot, and I’m starting this at the best possible time of year – Moon Festival is over and Halloweenie is only a month away. I’d love to say time’s flown over the summer but it just dragged on – who cares? Fall is here!

I’m trying to rack my brain here, hoping to come up with some genius niche for this blog but I have the feeling it’s going to be one of those dummy blogs where I just rant about nothing – which is kind of always the way it goes with me. Hmm, maybe I should talk to someone about all of this directionless rage? Then again, if I could focus it, and make it not so direction-less I may be able to start controlling ants with my mind. If that ever happens it’s only a matter of time before I’ll be giving my orders from a throne made out of Japanese host boys in my secret lair in Anaheim. Oh, come on. Don’t get all freaked out – who doesn’t love host boys?

Anyway, the balmy, sunny days are more or less behind us and there’s a nice, crisp breeze wafting into my room right now. It’s still fairly green outside but the sugar maples are turning that special kind of golden and the pears are almost ready to be picked. It’s going to be a cold winter, but since I can’t have palm trees and host boys just yet, here’s hoping it’s a decent fall.

Image: Arvind Balaraman / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

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