Favorite Season

I'm not sure how to answer this question. During the summer, I would say that its winter, and during winter i will say that it is summer. I like the winter because I appreciate the way everything looks. Especially walking through the nature trail. I also prefer it to be cool usually. I also like summer though. I like talking walks late at night and still being able to wear shorts and a t-shirt. Also, summer generally means freedom to do whatever you want, whenever you want. My least favorite season i can tell you is spring. It’s like a taste of summer but you just can't do as much as you can in the summer, it really just kind of teases you. I guess that you could say fall is a happy medium. That is the best time to walk through the nature trail. All of the leafs have changed colors, the temperature is just right, and school still hasn't really set is.  I really like the season of fall now that i think about it. It's just overall a great season. Plus, it's the first of the NFL and NHL season. I look forward to every season though. Each season has a certain feeling to it. I am actually really looking forward to this winter the most though. Call me crazy, but I love snow.  

After another long and tiring day at the office, Jerry got in his car to make the long drive home. Working at the office was slowly driving him insane. It was friday which usually was good, but not tonight. Tonight, Jerry's wife was making him go to a dinner party at the neigbors house. Jerry not only despised his neigbors, but he just wanted to get home and relax. He came home to see that his house was unusually spotless, and the aroma was plesant. His wife walked in and immedately began to nag at him to get ready because the dinner party had been moved to their house. That was it. At that moment Jerry snapped. His wife told him to change into the tux, which he did, only because he thought he'd look BA. When his wife then told him to take out the garbage, he ran through the house, knocking everything off every shelf. His wife was startled and ran to the kitchen, but jerry ran after her. He then began to eat the plate which was set at the table. And then....blah blah blah.....divorce....blah blah blah....mental institution....blah blah blah.....aaaand he dies.

It all happen one saturday morning. Tom had just woken up from a crazy night, The groovy mysterious bowling tournament 20010(with phish), only to feel a little unsettled. He wondered if was still in this mysterious and groovy paralell universe, which was close to 20,000 years in the future, yet somehow in the 1970's (where everything was groovy and mysterious). He woke up in his own house which was a good sign. However, something still did not feel right. He looked around his room and noticed that his wallpaper was diffrent. He also looked down, only to realize that his carpeting had been replaced with hard-wood. He sat and thought for a while and decided to take a peek out the window. He was imedately shocked to see that there was nothing but the sea surrounding his house. He ran out his bedroom door only to realize that his entire house had a nautical theme to it. He wondered what to do, but then decided there was nothing else to do, but phish (pun intended).