It's been relatively warmer lately, compared to the Inaug and the days it was sandwiched between. But warmer is like mid-30's, not even. So, it's still cold. I have learned and accepted the fact that I have never known cold until about 21 days ago, and that any previous use of "cold" was executed under a very naive, ill-informed understanding of the word, or just thrown in conversation as small talk. I have since been enlightened. I now know what it means to be cold. Of course, Obamsky thinks this winter is nothing compared to Chi-town. With all due respect, Mr. Prez, since I am from California and Indonesia, I believe I have every right to be a wuss.
You know it's cold when:
- You've just had dinner and all you want is a bowl of soup.
- There is no use for a refrigerator. You buy sushi in the morning, take it on the hourlong commute, and by lunchtime it's still as fresh as ever.
- Personal space is impractical. You will press up against anyone just to stay warm.
- Your face feels like it has a thousand needles in it.
- A shooting pain runs through your body, down to your fingers and toes, followed by a complete loss of sensation, and all you can think about is the movie "Alive."
- You're waiting for the DC Circulator (a bus) and after standing outside for five minutes, you begin to lose your mind and start singing "circulator, circulator, you're a circulator...OH!" to the tune of Britney Spears' "Womanizer."
- You've never been so excited to see a bus in your entire life.
- You...can...own...ly...talk...one....syl...la...bull...at...a...time.
- Your thinking becomes so impaired that amidst walking briskly with hands under your arms, you wonder "am I wearing any pants?" and look down just to check.
- You can see your BREATH.
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