We had the coldest day in several years last Friday. It didn't seem so bad.
When I think of cold days, I remember waiting at the bus stop holding my books going to college and my nose hairs freeze. That's a special feeling.
When I think of cold days, I remember sitting at the Bengals playoff game when it was 19 below. The only place you could get relief was in the rest rooms and they were packed.
RANDOM MUSINGS FROM THE TOP OF THE HILL
1/20/2009
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