getting all the pleasure they can from a given number of snowballs

The videographer says:  February 07, 2010 - Yesterday, I decided to take the new Canon EOS 1D Mark IV for a walk in the snow and head towards Dupont Circle in Downtown Washington DC, where the pre-advertised and planned Snow-Wars was going to take place.

Washington is no doubt the boss town in the country for a man to live in who wants to get all the pleasure he can in a given number of months. But I wasn't built that way. I don't want the earth at one gulp. All of us are always losing some pleasure that we might have if we could be everywhere at once. I lose Washington, for instance, for the privilege of saving my life. My doctor told me that if I wanted my three score and 10, I must go to bed early, keep out of social excitements, and behave myself. You can't do that in Washington. Nobody does.

~ Mark Twain, quoted in interview in St. Louis Post-Dispatch, May 19, 1889, p. 20. 

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blizzard...a messenger runs through it

Streaking In A Blizzard @ Yahoo! Video

A MESSENGER FROM THE HORIZON

 ~by Thomas Merton

Look, a naked runner
A messenger,
Following the wind
From budding hills.

By sweet sunstroke
Wounded and signed,
(He is therefore sacred)
Silence is his way.

Rain is his own
Most private weather.
Amazement is his star.

O stranger, our early hope
Flies fast by,
A mute comet, an empty sun.
Adam is his name!

O primeval angel
Virgin brother of astonishment,
Born of one word, one bare
Inquisitive diamond.

O blessed,
Invulnerable cry,
O unplanned Saturday,
O lucky Father!

Come without warning
A friend of hurricanes,
Lightning in your bones!
We will open to you
The sun-door, the noble eye!

Open to rain, to somersaulting air,
To everything that swims,
To skies that wake,
Flare and applaud.
(It is too late, he flies the other way
Wrapping his honesty in rain.)

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Pardon all runners,
All speechless, alien winds,
All mad waters.

Pardon their impulses,
Their wild attitudes,
Their young flights, their reticence.

When a message has no clothes on
How can it be spoken?









I took the What Kind of Storm Are You? quiz and......

 I AM A BLIZZARD.   

Results:

You are both dangerous but beautiful. People both welcome you and fear you. You can cause a lot of trouble and even destruction. Some would argue that you're worth it though!

You tend to overtake people and change everything. You aren't subtle, but you are sometimes hard to see through. There is a quiet and stillness that you sometimes bring. Some find you to be quite peaceful.

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