January 3rd, 2008
Minus Eight, or Minus Twenty-Three
Har, maties. Yesterday’s weather was just a warm up for ye sissies and complainers. This morning is the real thing – well into the “minuses” on both the Celsius and Fahrenheit scales.
Let me be unequivocally clear about these temperatures: this is fucking cold by anyone’s definition. Mel in northern Iowa Idaho will agree with me on this. The only people who don’t think this is frigid-ass cold are Eskimos – and even they would be putting a second pair of socks on in this weather.
The funny thing is – I’ll be doing the first leg of my journey home in this freezing weather. My car has never seen air this cold, and I’m sure it’s in the garage right now hoping that it’ll get to slumber through this. No such luck … and our adventure of driving through the snow on summer tires will continue, alas.
Iowa?
Be careful not to lose a limb to frost bite. That wouldn’t be cool at all.
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