Good Morning from North Dakota part 4

By Glenn

Good Morning from North Dakota. It's been a while since I've written to you, but as I told my pen pal from Singapore when I was in 5th grade: sometimes things get lost in the mail. Also, would you like to meet me? My parents said that you could come stay with us over Christmas break. I want to show you my knife collection.


Today's Weather
I've said a lot about the weather over the years. I've praised it. I've cursed it. The one thing weather never ceases to do is ruin and enrich our lives, alternately, for no apparent reason other than the whims of very complicated meteorological systems. We had a rally last night and everything in my gut and everything on my computer screen said it was going to rain. The storm clouds gathered much like those clouds gathered on top of that museum in Ghostbusters 2. This time the Statue of Liberty didn't arrive to beat them away in a poorly contrived, horribly embarrassing scene seared into my memory. Instead it just didn't rain. It remained cloudy but the only water on the ground were tears falling from our attendees after hearing some rough healthy care stories. Moral of the story: Ghostbusters 2 sucks! And it will never rain when you think it will.


Today's TV Show
The Soup. This probably goes without saying, but I do know one reader (and writer) on this site who has not fully bought into Joel McHale and The Soup on E!. With the exception of The Soup and Chelsea Lately, E! is a rough network for a hypermasculine male like me to endure. Nevertheless, I love the Soup. It's so funny! Joel McHale makes jokes about silly things that are on TV. But it isn't like the show on Style (possibly E!) hosted by Danielle Fishelle, which is about as sad of a reproduction of something great since Ghostbusters 2. I feel like it's okay to watch clips from "reality" TV shows on the Soup, but it might not be okay anywhere else.


Today's Longing
College students have returned to the University of North Dakota in the past few days. Though I spent as much time as a college undergraduate as Chris Farley in Tommy Boy, I still get wistful for those youthful days. When I saw this year's class of 18 year olds walking to a campus barbecue, they seemed younger than ever before. Literally, of course, they were. It seems like the new generation is less interested in health care reform than ever before. Yet at the same time, I envy the potential they have ahead of them. They can do ANYTHING they want! But I'm not going to let them have that chance.