and she said.. "how you interpret the dream is probably more important than the dream itself"

Up here in Maine it snowed again. It wasn't so bad with maybe an inch on the ground and some of it gone by the morning but - Whoot! - Hullo? Snow.. in April.

So far it's snowed almost more days that it's not in this month.

Up at the 'Loaf in the Carrabassett valley the ski lift towers have signs on them. As you ride by, swingin' your skis in the brisk wintery air (and brisk it is since the lifts always manage to be above tree line) you have something to read and think about and distract you from the frozen piece of snot stuck to your partners face. This way they won't have to wonder why you stare at them with your little Calvin-in-disgust scrunch up face.

One of the signs informs you that April is one of Sugarloaf's snowiest months.

I'm all for season-zones. Just like time zones, the definition of Spring would vary depending on how far north or south you go. Haiti wouldn't be allowed to have a Spring. They'd be summer all the time. Up here in Maine, though, Spring would be defined as:

"The combination of: that short spell of unexplained warmness and thaw usually falling sometime between early and late March, that time from mid-April to late June where temperatures are warm, but sweaters are still okay [but not including the few days tepid heat in early June], and finally - that day in late january that melts the ice off the roof enough to come crashing down on the hood of your new car."

It makes about as much sense as the time zone system... or daylight savings. Daylight Savings is really just a system corporate America has come up with to justify firing the bottom 10% of it's employees. Make everyone set their clocks around and boom - the nimrods at the bottom forget to come to work on time!

If they really wanted to get tricky they should have put spring ahead on Feb 29th.

And the international date line should run through the middle of Manhattan, down the East Coast, take a sharp turn through D.C. out into the midwest and angle towards LA (but not before stopping to loop around Las Vegas - thereby ensuring that it is *always* midnight in Sin City, no matter what).