I love that it now snows in Arkansas.
Yes, this state is ill-equipped for the snowy, icy greatness. And I often get tickled at how packed our grocery stores become when the weatherman even hints there MIGHT be a CHANCE of snow. That 20% percent is reason to buy three gallons of milk and more food you could eat in seven days of the treacherous white weather.
I for one like to think that Arkansas is just having a good Winter season and wants to shower us in something a little different, like he is saying, "I may have been around since 1836, but I still have new tricks, We elected a man into office that is all about 'change' and, you know what, I can be too."
(Until now I did not know that Arkansas was an Obama supporter. I like to think he was actually a Hillary state - for obvious reasons - but voted for Obama and has since come on board for the President.)
So, it is snowing again and I must say that I, unlike some of my Arkansan pals who are complaining about the white magic, LOVE it and hope it continues. There is something right about snow, something that invites you to be a kid and play and forget and bask in the white wonder. (Aren't you impressed with how many ways I concocted to say snow with "white" as the adjective? Well, I am.)
So here's to Arkansas, my homeboy, my state of birth, my home trying new things and supporting the "change". I am on board and I will always love you baby.
Arkansas.
Pride.
Yo.
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