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Okay, look, it's not that I don't like snow. I like the look of it, I don't mind the cold (I wore my big thick fur coat today, though in retrospect something more waterproof might have been sensible), I'm not even going to attempt to drive in it, and I'm lucky enough to live in an area where the buses are still running (and to have the use of my legs).
However -- and this is where you get to call me a killjoy -- I do not want snowballs thrown at me. It is not "fun"; it is cold, soggy, occasionally painful, and generally quite unpleasant. Yes, I probably didn't mind it so much when I was a small child, when school was cancelled and I could prance about in the snow all morning and then go inside and have a big mug of hot ribena. But I'm not a small child now, I'm a grouchy adult who does not relish the thought of having to sit in work all afternoon wearing clothes which have been soaked with icy water. Also, they don't sell splashsuits in adult sizes. Or if they do, I guess I just don't go to those kind of shops...
So instead I've devised a warmer form of entertainment for other fun-haters. It has the same element of hit-or-miss about it, and all the fun of targetting people who aren't actually playing the game, but none of the cold-and-wet-ness, unless you sit in the freezer and play it, in which case frankly that's not my problem. Fellow curmudgeons, I bring you:
I don't like being tickled, either. I mean, I know everybody says that, because they secretly actually want to be tickled, but I really really don't like it, not in a "don't throw me in that there briar patch" way, but in a "quite likely to punch you, actually" way. Just sayin'.
However -- and this is where you get to call me a killjoy -- I do not want snowballs thrown at me. It is not "fun"; it is cold, soggy, occasionally painful, and generally quite unpleasant. Yes, I probably didn't mind it so much when I was a small child, when school was cancelled and I could prance about in the snow all morning and then go inside and have a big mug of hot ribena. But I'm not a small child now, I'm a grouchy adult who does not relish the thought of having to sit in work all afternoon wearing clothes which have been soaked with icy water. Also, they don't sell splashsuits in adult sizes. Or if they do, I guess I just don't go to those kind of shops...
So instead I've devised a warmer form of entertainment for other fun-haters. It has the same element of hit-or-miss about it, and all the fun of targetting people who aren't actually playing the game, but none of the cold-and-wet-ness, unless you sit in the freezer and play it, in which case frankly that's not my problem. Fellow curmudgeons, I bring you:
* * * SNOW BINGO * * *


I don't like being tickled, either. I mean, I know everybody says that, because they secretly actually want to be tickled, but I really really don't like it, not in a "don't throw me in that there briar patch" way, but in a "quite likely to punch you, actually" way. Just sayin'.
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Date: 2007-02-08 12:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-08 12:17 pm (UTC)How do you feel about lunch on Tuesday, btw?
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Date: 2007-02-12 01:10 pm (UTC)Let me know if you'd like to.
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Date: 2007-02-12 03:54 pm (UTC)Tuesday 20th would be great - hope the dentist's nothing too traumatic...
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Date: 2007-02-08 12:18 pm (UTC)However, have to dispute the of snowball fights (having had a few recently in Norway). When the snow is fresh it is dry. It brushes off before it melts. Would be soggy if you waited till the slush, but that would be silly.
If I am wrong I will let you know later.
Not that I am in any way calling you a killjoy. Hope you have a lovely warm dry lunch.
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Date: 2007-02-08 12:29 pm (UTC)So why does the snow which falls on my coat make it wet? Trying to brush it off makes my gloves wet, too. My jumper (also snowed-on while walking from the bus-stop to work) is currently drying over the back of a chair. Snow is definitely not as soggy as rain, but it still falls firmly into the category of "wet stuff falling out of the sky"...
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Date: 2007-02-08 12:43 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-02-08 12:18 pm (UTC)I would kick and punch anyone who tickled me. And then I'd get angry.
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Date: 2007-02-08 12:21 pm (UTC)...the wrong sort of snow...
...*hides*
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Date: 2007-02-08 12:42 pm (UTC)Prety to photograph, but otherwise thoroughly annoying.
Fortunately, here in my bit of South Manchester, we've had no snow at all, this time.
(I didn't like snow as a kid, either, and was one of the three or so people who bothered to go into [secondary] school, the only day they closed it in the 7 years I was there, despite much of the population being within walking distance and my being a 12mile bus ride away. *mumblewingecomplain*)
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Date: 2007-02-08 01:01 pm (UTC)(The answer to the damp snow thing is the temperature - little brother was quite happy to work outdoors in Scandinavia in the winter because it was so cold that he stayed dry, he hated working outdoors in the UK when it snowed. It may also have something to do with the amount of water vapour in the air, which decreases with temperature).
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Date: 2007-02-08 01:22 pm (UTC)I take it "at least you don't have nasty wind chills" wouldn't actually help. (It's -9 here, wind chill -14, but my parka is rated for that, I'll put the all-purpose extra layer cardigan under that, wear my long underwear, and it'll be fine. No snow today.)
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Date: 2007-02-08 02:49 pm (UTC)I'm with you on that one. I tend to 'Go Nova' in response - all limbs fire out at full force. Much like a landmine, actually ...
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Date: 2007-02-08 05:03 pm (UTC)Snowballs: when I was at the bottom of the cliff and Child and 'II were on top, 'II got me on the side of the face, knocked my specs off and a lens out of the frame and it flaming well HURT and I said so and went in and cried for a minute or two because I TOLD HIM he was throwing too hard.
So I went on the cliff top with Child and he threw uphill and that equalised matters nicely.
But only OK when voluntary and with possibility of retribution. If I were cycling to work and some scat-headed Yoof threw snowballs at me I'd want to run them down with the spear-points mounted sideways on my hubs.
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Date: 2007-02-08 06:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-02-11 06:18 pm (UTC)Snowballs: agreed fully. The super sensational soaraway 65p lime-green Times Online have added a "chav your say" box to every story they post, including one about some think tank or other promoting risk as a reaction to some schools banning snowballs and all sorts of other things. My view on it was that some of the things being banned were sensible, others were less sensible and lumping the two together was unhelpful. Wouldn't you think?
House! (Incidentally, I'm morbidly curious what you used as that nice graduated background behind the 25 squares.)
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Date: 2007-02-12 10:22 am (UTC)My view on it was that some of the things being banned were sensible, others were less sensible and lumping the two together was unhelpful. Wouldn't you think?
I'm not convinced there's any objective way of measuring "sensibleness", though presumably you could do some sort of cost/benefit analysis based on the amount of effort policing these sort of bans would involve, and the (harder to measure) benefit of doing so.
I've been reading Scenes from the Battleground (http://www.infet.co.uk/blog/index.php/a/a) (
I do get the feeling that there's a general trend towards trying to outlaw risk ("if it's legal, it must be safe; if it's not safe, it should be illegal"), and a corresponding trend away from encouraging people to take personal responsibility for their actions or the consequences thereof.
[I really need to do some active research (rather than the kind of drive-by blog-absorbing that I do at the moment) to find people who are writing well and interestingly about attitudes to risk in society.]
I shamelessly stole the bingo card from this one (http://www.tuaw.com/2007/01/05/keynote-bingo-for-macworld-07/). (