Ah, yes, balaclava weather again, this morning.

Some days I do wonder about the brilliance of moving to a house close enough to walk to work, and then ditching my parking pass. I mean, really, it's not like one can truthfully call 3 F something charming like bracing or call the breeze stiff which brings a wind chill of -14 F, is it?

No, no, it's just effin' cold.

Right. Sometimes, I'm just so smart, it hurts. No, really!