Y’know what?<\/p>\n
I’m absolutely, positively sick\u00c2\u00a0to death<\/em> of the weather we’re experiencing this winter. I hate the cold. I hate the snow, the half-snow and the freezing rain that alternately assault us. I hate the pea-gravel that my boots track into the house. I hate warming up the car, and scraping the hoarfrost from the windows before I drive. (I hate sharing the roads with the dopes that don’t bother clearing their windows of ice while they ‘drive’, phone in hand, in a hurry because they didn’t leave adequate time to reach their destination.) I hate the potholes caused by the water that seeps into the ill-maintained roadways. I hate the pile of clothing I shed before crawling into bed. I hate the layers and layers of additional clothing I need when I ride. I hate waiting for the shower to deliver warm water in the morning.<\/p>\n I think you might get the general idea. But if not, just ask.<\/p>\n How I long<\/em> for the hazy, hot and humid summer. Give me a hundred plus degrees and get ready to hear me say, “What? That’s it<\/em>? Is that<\/em> all you got? Bring it on!” HHH? Uh uh, it should be HHHH with the extra H standing for Hellish.<\/p>\n Here’s my standard for perfect weather. Close your eyes. Now, stride into the ocean. Can you tell where the air and water meet? If the answer is negative, the weather’s perfect.<\/p>\n Did I mention I hate winter? Well, I do.<\/p>\n Y’know what? I’m absolutely, positively sick\u00c2\u00a0to death of the weather we’re experiencing this winter. I hate the cold. I hate the snow, the half-snow and the freezing rain that alternately assault us. I hate the pea-gravel that my boots track into the house. I hate warming up the car, and scraping the hoarfrost from the … Continue reading Everyone gripes about the weather, but nobody…<\/span>