I've been on a Charles Dickens kick lately - reading and watching my BBC porn (sorry, is that redundant?)
1. If you are rich, you will be miserable.
2. If you try to become rich, you will most likely become miserable and die trying.
3. If you are poor, you will also be miserable, and might also die.
4. If you love someone, changes are that they love someone richer than you, who is also miserable.
5. If you become rich, in order to persuade someone to marry you, they still won't love you and you'll still be miserable.
6. Did I mention that his characters are miserable?
I'm interested in reading a biography of him now. In addition to his creative genius, he was apparently a man of large appetites, and carried on an affair with his wife's sister while they were all living in the same house, AND had a mistress that was much younger.
Clearly they had a lot more free time in those days. I have a hard time keeping up with one man, one job, and two cats.
And because I promised, here are some snow pictures from Minnesota. (Where, by the way, they know how to PLOW - amazing, no? I wish people in the Northwest would have, say, one or two plows on hand because it does snow here more than once every few years.)
On my parents' street...
By the way, all of these pictures I have in a desktop folder labeled "cold as fuck." My dad's folder, which he created before he knew I created mine, is called "Arctic fuckery."