Last week we bottomed out at -28F (-33C) and today we topped out at 46F (almost 8C). The heat has been welcomed back by all, except for some snow sculptures that are leaning more toward providing only flaccid support for the return of warmer-than-normal temps.
Damn. My phone is not even paid off yet, and it is already broken. Take a look at this.
There is no possible way that the high temperature for Wednesday can be -17 degrees Fahrenheit with a low of -28F. If that were possible, and it is not, that would easily set a new record. This phone is definitely broken and clearly malfunctioning. I have no choice. My course is clear. I know what must be done.
Anyone who tells me climate change is not real gets the same treatment.
No, you are not imagining things. Yes, last week I hinted that the weekly edition of Mite Be Funny may be going on hiatus for a while. Sorry to disappoint you. Let’s just say that I was inspired by nature to deliver this weather-related two panel edition.
I have been on weather-watch all week. Saturday is the day of the Women’s March, but this year there is not going to be a march in Chicago. Leave it to the local progressive women to organize one in the town next to mine.
Crowds of 500 to 5,000 are expected. How do you plan for that wide of a range? Will there be enough hot chocolate? I was tagged as being an able-bodied male who could act as a march marshal. They obviously haven’t seen my body. And shouldn’t we call a march marshal a marchal?
I was not thrilled when I saw early in the week a Saturday forecast of temperatures in the low twenties (F) plus a blizzard. Predicted temps are now in the high twenties and the blizzard may be Friday night. We may wake up to this Saturday morning.
We got hit by a blizzard last night. It did not result in a Norman Rockwellesque view like this …
I mean, we got rid of our oxen in 2017.
It did result in a scene like this …
Can someone please tell me how to plan to dress for the weather forecast for Thursday?
Any temperature above 50F is, by law, shorts weather for me, but I don’t think my bare, pale, unprotected (just shaved!) legs will appreciate the 19F temp and snow in the forecast. Maybe a parka with shorts? Help!
Wow, catchy title to this blog post. It is so lame that I couldn’t bring myself to capitalize any words in the title, not even the personal pronoun. I can see why this blog was recently voted Most Likely to Suck at the 2017 Bloggie Awards. If the title of this blog post captured your imagination and curiosity, then you should get out more. But first, read on if you must.
Although I love music, these are not Tom Petty thoughts. I wish. I’m afraid they are more Trump petty thoughts. Am I petty to be thrilled at the forecast today in Bedminster, NJ where Trump is vacationing?
In exchange for enduring a 60ish degree day in early August yesterday, I demand a compensatory 80 degree day in late October. Works for me if it would fall on Halloween so I could wear an off-the-shoulder or bare midriff costume.
We got some snow and ice here overnight. It was very icy and slippery this morning as I walked my daughter to school. I’ll bet she can’t wait for her high school graduation this May. Anyway, it was very, very slippery out. I’ll bet you are wondering just how icy and slick out it was. Thanks for asking! It was so slippery out that I not only carried my cell phone in case I fell and broke a hip, but I had 2 cell phones with me in case I broke both hips. Thanks for reading and I hope you appreciate that I thought little enough of this blog post to not include a “Read More” link.
I think my phone is trying to make me crazy.