Like, I really hate winter.
Like, I told my wife today that, come next winter, we can’t be in New York any longer. I want Southern California in the worst way—but I’ll even settle for Florida. I just hate everything about winter, from the cracked skin on my hands to scraping the ice off the car window to shoveling the driveway to the ice-cold kitchen tile to walking the dog at 7 am and having her smell every piece of yellowed white snow while I scream at her to hurry the hell up.
I digress. I hate winter so much that I held a contest on Twitter and Facebook—person who best described why winter sucks wins a signed copy of Sweetness. The winning entry (from roughly 150 folks) came from Dan Balaban. It wasn’t especially snazzy or sexy. But Dan’s take perfectly nailed this thing on the head for me …
Congrats, Dan. Winter sucks. But at least you snagged a book …