Bring in Your Brass Monkeys
Normally I’m not one to complain about the cold. My idea of room temperature is 62 degrees F. I don’t even put on a coat until it gets down into the 20s. In Indy this morning, it’s below 0 with wind chill, and just humid enough to make it feel worse. (Why is it that humidity makes hot weather feel hotter but cold weather feel colder?)
I just checked the weather, and it’s over 30 degrees warmer in parts of Antarctica than it is here. Of course, it is summer there, and they’ve probably got more snow…though not for lack of trying on our part. We’ve moved up to the third snowiest winter on record, with yet more snow due tomorrow.
Antarctica is starting to look good.