It’s oppressively cold here for the next week or so. What genius decided that this planet was habitable? Anyway, here’s a bit of poetry for the bitter cold. Feel free to add your own lines to create an even longer and more painful poem to read.
Winter’s grip of ice and cold is more than I can bear
As I rend my clothes in deep despair.
Now I sit shivering in my underwear,
Glad to not be completely bare,
And wishing I had even more body hair.
So I sally forth completely aware
That frostbite may require medical care.
But fear not for my general welfare,
For I awake and find it was just a nightmare.
Wait, no it’s not. It’s the freakin’ Arctic out there.
Bonus Content Alert
If you’re feeling lucky and want to risk extending this post beyond the poem and delve into the depths of Omaha, Nebraska winter weather and one-hit music wonders, then click to read more …
Continue reading “Jim’s Poetry Corner for a Circular Room”
Gee, that kid in this blog’s feature image is homely. Anyway, I’m trying out new enhanced blog capabilities once again, this time embedding Twitter videos. Winter is finally hitting Chicago this weekend, so now seemed to be a good time to unleash some Twitter winter weather videos with a COVID theme, all from @RexChapman.
For now, my 2 youngest daughters are remote learning and my wife is remote teaching from home. We have “schools” in our dining room, kitchen, and family room. Thankfully, none of them look like this …
It’s just as well that we are all home and not having to battle icy conditions like this lady with a backpack.
Continue reading “Twitter Welcomes a COVID Winter”
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.
Continue reading “Mite Be Funny #101”
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.
Continue reading “Weather or Not to March”
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 …
Continue reading “There’s No Business Like Snow Business”
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.
Continue reading “i thought my phone was broken this morning”
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?
Continue reading “Can Trump Weather My Petty Thoughts?”
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.