Single Digits in Boston
Brrr.
Ears and toes frosted over. Gloves, scarfs and a double-lined jacket.
Three-hundred pound guy falls face-forward onto the floor of the Green Line, knocking into me on his way down and sending my poor, abused glasses sideways onto my head.
A quick walk up Tremont, the icy chill searing, intense.
A grande dark roast at Starbucks warms the hands.
The office never felt so comfortable.
Brrr.
Ugh. It's COLD everywhere today.
Posted by: Karen | January 03, 2008 at 08:00 AM
It is currently -1 degree F where I am. I hate this weather. Like, a lot.
Posted by: Poppy | January 03, 2008 at 09:24 AM
What happened w/ the 300 lb fellow?
Posted by: Ulp '47 | January 03, 2008 at 10:23 AM
Karen - find a handwarmer.
Poppy - where the hell are you anyway?
Ulp - the last I saw him, he was complaining of his injury to a subway employee.
Posted by: Dan | January 03, 2008 at 09:20 PM