I'M REALLY INTO PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY APPLES

Snow. There's nothing quite like it. Sleet sucks. Hail hurts. And rain is a wetter, messier, just plain more awful version with not much upside. Okay, it helps things to grow and all that, and sure it smells refreshing after a summer sprinkle, but when the rain is gone what does leave? Puddles? Worms? Mudslides? Flooded basements? Dripping eavestroughs? Soaked Pants. Nothing we want to be a part of, I assure you. Now snow, planet earth's whitest and most pleasant blanket, not only looks pretty from a far and up close, tastes great when falling into our mouths and is much more fun than rain (ever tried snowboarding during a thunderstorm, or building a rain man?) but snow, covers up society's filth, with a beautiful coating of puffy happiness. When snow melts, so does the tidy mystique it fell with. What emerges from under the snow is what was always there, but what did not have to be seen while the grounds' water-gate lay asleep - as still as an embattled president. Candy wrappers, single shoes, torn open and spilled trash and the all too popular and littered cigarette butt. No one wants to see what's really happening - in office - and on the ground, so let's keep her covered. I have to go. Dragon's Den is on. You ever watch that show? It's the only recent program (on the CBC nonetheless) besides Leafs games that I've actually looked up prior to watching to see when it's on. Some people are plain wacko nut-bags with no brains and too much money invested into nonsense. While others have decent ideas with a poor evaluation. Then there are those with the goods - and that's when the dragon's swoop in, breathing fire with nostrils smoking, and takeover 95% of their company, making the inventors their employees.