From chilly Kansas City (via my friend Maria at Hallmark, specifically) comes a link to amazing photos from Lake Geneva in Switzerland, showing cars, boats, and more buried in beautiful, brutal ice. Background info on the pix is at Snopes.com.
Man, this stuff makes me not miss living in Boston. I returned to Logan airport once to find my old Volvo with six inches of snow coating its side, needing to be clawed off with a speaker cover that had conveniently fallen off the door. San José, CA, may have all the culture of a beer nut, but the weather sure doesn’t suck.
[Tangentially related Boston/cold thing: On this Europe trip, InDesign PM Chad Siegel entertained us to no end with his rendition of a beer vendor from Fenway Park: "ICE cold beeah heeah! FREEZE ya teeth, take ya TONGUE on a sleigh ride! You’ll wish ya throat was a miiiiiiile loong!" Of course I had to morph this into a topical cry: "RED hot apps heeah! WORK ya flow, take ya MOUSE on a joy ride! You’ll wish ya screen was a miiiiiile wide!"]
I think you just insulted beer nuts there, John.
[Oh, rough!! Hey, don’t freeze to death on the way to the car today. (Me, I’m debating whether it’s cold enough to warrant a *long*-sleeved t-shirt.) 😉 –J.]
Pshaw. There’s no such thing as bad weather. Just different kinds of good weather.
And you guys don’t get snow days. Neener-neener!
[Touché. I have to settle for making angst-angels in the front lawn, weltering in a pile of my own suburban despair… –J.]