I know it must sound silly to you folks who are accustomed to snow in the winter, but here in Portland, Oregon, when it snows, life stops. Your car is stuck, you can't go anywhere without chains, and even with chains on, most of us have no idea how to drive in the snow anyway.

So it happens that we find ourselves stuck in the house. Day after day. The simplest things have become impossible--a cup of Starbucks, a trip to the store, not to mention Christmas shopping. Good thing he have no money anyway, because there is no way this Christmas week to get out and buy anything.

White Christmas is not all it's cracked up to be. It may have worked in the old days, when people traveled on horseback, or riding in a sleigh, but it doesn't work for cars.

A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse.

Cabin fever. It gets so bad that you actually sit down and write meaningless crap like this just for something to do.