-45° Celsius....
Flippin’ -45° Celsius, with the wind chill. Even the trees are wearing sweaters this morning!!
It should be an interesting drive into work later this morning, when I bring Mrs. That Dan Guy to her downtown office building. It’s been some time since I’ve driven on square tires, but like riding a bicycle – it’s something you really don’t forget.
On the plus side, the snow they promised alongside this cold snap has yet to arrive, so I won’t be out shovelling the walk in weather that would make a polar bear hanker for a hot tub….
When the mercury dips this far down, you get to experience some unique and different phenomena around the house. For one thing, our peep-hole in the front door has a coating of ice around it, like a piece of six-month-old chicken in the freezer. I’m sure if I stuck my eyeball up against it to look outside, I’d be trapped there until spring.
Hmmm. Maybe I’ll ask MTDG to check and see if it’s snowing outside right now…
Better run. I’ll be adding to global warming for a good chunk of the day, letting my poor motor vehicle try and warm up…
Chow for now!!
2 comments:
HEY!!! Such disregard for my eyeballs!
And I am telling Charlie and Cornelius about the "frozen chicken" pieces in the freezer too!
Wonder whom those damn chickens will be lovin now?!
Mrs That Dan Guy
Sorry, I'm just picturing you with one eye-ball glued to the front door, a Bingo dabber flailing about as you struggle to break free.
You haveto admit...it's a little bit funny!!
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