Spring...

Walking to class today through three inches of wet, slushy, snow on all the sidewalks for fifteen blocks, I decided that spring isn't fun at all. In fact it is the most gloomy, depressing time of year. There are studies that say the most depressing time of the year is around Christmas time, because of the lack of families in America to be with, and all the lawyers find themselves kissing the pavement outside of their skyscraper offices (and blonde's picking themselves out of the mud in the gardens outside of their ground floor apartments). But what they don't tell you is that after the cheerful festive times in winter, the next killer of the depressed is spring.

People say that spring is their favorite time of year, EVER! but I think that they are all mistaken. They like the ideas behind spring, not spring itself. The idea is that all things are becoming new again. The leaves are budding out, flowers start to bloom, Easter and that bunny that is somehow attached to the holiday, animals returning, ahhh how cute the world is in spring. Of course let's not forget about the SEX aspect of it all. Reproduction is all over, and that casts loads of pheromones and hormones into the air, the other reason that this is the second biggest killer of lawyers.

But we all forget that spring is the mucky, nasty, rain filled, horror weather of the year that keeps you confined to your house for three months. Walt Disney needs to have all of the creative department drug out and shot for their clearly inaccurate depiction of this time.

Remember that it is not the weather outside that you like, it is really the little sensors in your nose that are picking up signals from that hot, PHAT, guy/girl over at the next table...