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It's snowing in October.

Well, looks like tornado season is over. It's snowing. Like white powdery snow. They said it might snow on the news last night, but I kind of thought is was like a Y2K ploy to scare people into stocking up on groceries...you know...instant economy booster.

Nope.

I woke up this morning to about an inch of pow outside. Kara said it would melt in a couple of hours. Wrong. It's still there. 6 hours later. Well summer flew by. Fall barely registered. But Winter...I think winter will probably stay awhile. Like a messy high maintenance house guest with piles of laundry and no cooking skills. Awesome.

WARNING: THIS MAY KILL YOU.

Okay. Not Really. BUT...I wish that would be broadcasted across the airwaves on the first Wednesday of every month at 12:58 PM CST. Because what happens at 1 PM deserves fair warning.

I was driving in my car today on a long straight highway with no where to turn but into the woods and suddenly I hear a LOUD screaming siren. I am from California. If there are screaming sirens at anytime it means that the Cold War has turned into a Hot War and the Superpowers across the Pacific have come to blow us off the face of the Earth.

Naturally, sirens instill panic.

Knowing that, if the Russians were in fact attacking, I would have heard the news hours earlier (that's the one great things about living in the middle of the country- should we be attacked we are at least 6 hours from the action) and had plenty of time to prepare. Trying my hardest not to panic and drive into a ditch, I called Chad and calmly said, "I hear sirens. Should I be concerned?"

His reply: "Uh...no. It's Wednesday."

Right. Wednesday. That makes sense. He proceeds to tell me with very little fluctuation in his voice that they test the TORNADO SIRENS every first Wednesday of the month and it's nothing to be concerned about. So of course, I ask, just for my own assurance, what happens if there is an actual tornado on the first Wednesday of the month- then what?

Never thought of that did you, tornado siren testers.

It's Go Time.

I remember exactly where I was when President Bush announced that we were going to war in Iraq...it was March 19, 2003 and I was in the Dallas Fort-Worth Airport crowded around one of those hanging TVs with hundreds of other Americans. I watched as people reacted. Some with tears. Some with cheers. Some with anger. Some expressing betrayal. Some expressing hope. It was a moment. I remember it well.

Today, feels like that day. Except totally different...if that's possible. Today the Vikings play the Packers. Even if it's only in Minnesota and Wisconsin- people are getting ready for war. I could care less about football. I'm a soccer player. I prefer the beautiful game to the one with pads and helmets. But...I'm not exactly in a soccer loving community...the first time I told someone in Minnesota that I played soccer the response I got was, "On a table?" Yeah.

Anyway, as you may or may not have heard, depending on where you live this is either interrupt regularly scheduled programming breaking news or not news at all....Bret Favre is now a Viking. It's the ultimate betrayal. A Packer becomes a Viking. Wisconsin is pissed. Minnesota couldn't be happier. Everyone is anxious. Tonight will be telling- can the Vikings beat the Packers with Favre? Will the Packers fans be able to keep it together for 4 quarters without starting a drunken brawl of 60,000 angry midwesterners? Does it matter and do I care? No. Will I be watching? Heck yes. This is the best entertainment I've had since living in Minnesota. I'm watching the game with about 10 Minnesotans and 1 Sconi. That in itself will provide hours of excitement. So. Go Vikes? Ya, whatever. How many days until the World Cup? Too many.

Twins.

I've never lived anywhere that had a great baseball team...well, that's not entirely true. I lived in South Florida...but the Marlins weren't good until I left. In fact while I lived there, the Marlins had the lowest selling game in MLB history. Then I moved and they won the World Series. Go figure.

So now, I'm in Minnesota and the Twins are actually pretty good. Plus, my boyfriend is obsessed with baseball. I have watched (on TV AND in real life) more baseball games in the last 3 months that I have in my entire life. Don't tell Chad, but I'm kind of into it.

The Twins are playing their last few games in the Metro Dome...new ballpark next year. They are a half a game behind Detroit going into the playoffs. I'm kind of ready for baseball season to be over...but kind of a fan. Kind of want to see them go on. Crap. What's happening to me. Baseball!?!? Really!?!?

Layers Deep

Yep...I'm typing with mittens on. That takes talent. I am wearing a parka indoors. That takes guts. And I have three articles waiting to upload. Causecast's production site has gone rogue on me . So...this is the result of me waiting. In my layers. I need a haircut. And a tan. Yikes. HEY...Happy October 1. Only nine more months til summer returns.