I am so aggravated about the weather that I can hardly stand it. I've been looking forward to a weekend of musicals for over a month, and what happens? Saturday's forecast is now calling for "rain to snow". Fecking freezing sleet, that's what we'll have, that some are gonna mistake for snow until they find it's ice.
"G'friend, are you still raggin' on about winter? 'Cause, you are aware that December 22 was the official start of that season, right?"
Just look at that hourly forecast for today, would you? It's past noon, and the temperatures aren't even up to 40 F yet!!!
"Yes, but that's because it's had to crawl up from the low 20's that it was this morning. As a scientist, you know that takes a lot of energy."
I am only too aware of that deficit of thermal input. What is causing me to be so disgruntled is this: today is Tina Tuesday. But will I be going out to movies, or anywhere else for that matter? No, I will be keeping my warm heart in this not-so-warm house because it is too dangerous for me to go out. And that sucks. At least by this time tomorrow, the temperature will be ten degrees warmer. And why is that?
"Oh, I know! It's because the low at dawn tomorrow will be ten degrees higher than the low at dawn today. That's shown in the first weather song."
That's correct. That's why tomorrow will serve as my substitute Tina Tuesday. I'm glad that AMC has their cameo popcorn special on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. At least I won't miss out on that.
"And it looks to be warm enough to probably see "Grease" on Thursday night, so that's doable. Then, on Friday night, which will be even a bit warmer, you could go to the Savannah Stage Company season opener party, even if you only stay an hour. That should still put you home before the next round of hell descends from the sky."
I sure hope so. Really makes you wonder why folks think Hell is below us when it clearly comes from above.
"You hang in there, sunshine. Get yourself a nice day planned for tomorrow and just try to enjoy whatever blue skies you can get."





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