This morning, at 8:15, it was four degrees below zero, Fahrenheit. For those of you who have not spent a lot of time in that kind of weather, here is the best way to describe it I can think of:
-Think about what it's like when it's, say, 80 degrees. And think about how you're likely to be dressed in that weather to keep yourself comfortable.
-Now, think about what it's like when it's 38 degrees. And think about how much more clothing you put on to keep yourself comfortable there.
-Four degrees below zero is that much colder than 38, but if you're me, you're wearing essentially the same clothing you were at 38, with perhaps some slight modifications.
It's really, really cold.
Also: I drive little enough, and my car heater is slow enough, that the snow I tracked into my car two days ago is still snow, rather than a puddle.
Also: All this snow and cold inevitably leads to jokes about how global warming isn't real. Sigh. If you are inclined to make those jokes, even if you don't really believe them, know that you're wearing the rest of us out. There's a paragraph on why all this cold and snow is actually evidence of global warming here, at the end of the "Greenhouse Effect" section. As a friend of mine said a few weeks back: "That's three near-foot snows in a week — before Christmas. This place is going under."