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| Winter RomCom "Serendipity" |
Either the girl or the boy will, at some point, stick out their tongue to catch a snowflake. Every romantic comedy set in the winter is like this. You know the snowfall I'm talking about, right? It's the really good kind of snowfall – the one rare time when you actually like winter and want to invite everyone over for hot chocolate and carols.
Well, the best part of romantic comedies is the worst part of winter driving. Have you ever driven down a dark highway when it's snowing like that? It's horrible. Hey, I've been driving long enough to know how to drive in blizzards, how to dig my car out of the deepest of ditches, how to navigate some black ice like I'm in an Olympic slalom… but the worst part of winter driving is a night of steady thick snow.
It's the kind of snowfall that seems to come down nice and heavy when you're standing still but when you're driving, the snow streaks toward you like you've just taken the Millennium Falcon into warp speed. (Uhh… my editor is a nerd and pointed out that I just mixed up my sci-fi references there).
It's nice for about 5 minutes as you pretend to be Han Solo rescuing what's-her-face from the dude in the mask. (My editor is now shaking his fist at me). But then something happens. That nice, fluffy, romantic-comedy-meets-the-Millenium-Falcon snow starts to mesmerize you. It starts to hypnotize you.
Within a few minutes of driving like this, you're cross-eyed as if you are trying to see a 3D tiger in a Magic Eye picture. You're magically lulled into a weird zombie-like mental state where you can't look anywhere else but straight at those streaking star-like snowflakes. Your mind is numb. Your body is frozen.
Obviously, it's horribly dangerous. And weird. But mostly dangerous. For a brief moment, you really are lulled into some kind of Twilight Zone and, unfortunately, just about anything could happen and you wouldn't notice until too late: Deer, car, sleigh ride of merry-making snowmen, Santa, whatever. Too much of that mesmerizing snow and suddenly WHAM! (No, not the band from the 1980's – I'm making a graphic onomatopoeic reference to a collision).
It's too bad we can't use that hypnosis in our favor. Perhaps when you're driving in that kind of weather, you can convince yourself to quit smoking or lose weight or cluck like a chicken. (I'm sure people go to hypnotists for other things, but those are the 3 things I've gone to a hypnotist for).
On second thought, maybe it's not such a good idea. Maybe if that kind of snow starts falling, it's best just to stay off the road. After all, there's a good chance that a bunch of lovebirds are out catching snowflakes on their tongues.
If you don't have choice and you DO happen to go out into that hypnotizing snow, if you do happen to crash into a snowman or Wham (now I am referring to the band) or to anything else, bring your car to Boyd Autobody & Glass for a quick safe repair to get you back out onto the road this winter season.
