Saturday, January 15, 2005

Ice Planet Iowa

Right now, the temperature outside is 2 degrees, with a wind chill of -15. It's the kind of cold that, when you inhale, you can feel icicles forming on your nose hairs. Every other word is "fuck" because that's the only word that suitably describes the bone-chilling cold and the pain it causes. Snow isn't snow anymore - it's ice that doesn't give when you step on it. Taking out the garbage earlier was an ordeal. Staying in the apartment to watch movies and pro football (Go Steelers?) while drinking hot beverages all day seems like the smart thing to do. I might set fire to old textbooks to keep my heating bills down. And I foresee lots of blogging...

I know, it's January in the midwest. It's supposed to be cold. Minnesota, Wisconsin, and Michigan are all freezing too. We're all suffering together.